When we heard about the new park in Mystic, CT, one of the first things we heard was of the big aquarium there. We put that on our list of 'things to do' and so yesterday morning we headed there. We had woke up to light rain, so where better to spend the day than at an aquarium. This was to be our first 'big activity' with Hunter. Right off the bat, we had a bit of 'sticker shock' at the admission price, but good 'ol Grandpa paid up and in we went.
First stop was the 'touch pool' where we played with the sting rays. Hunter was a bit reluctant at first, but it didn't take her long to get involved. One of them swam right up to Roger and stuck his face out of the water and 'hung' there for a bit so he could get 'petted'. Wasn't quick enough with the camera to get it recorded for 'prosperity' though. Lots of stuff to see, but the best things (for me anyway) was the penguins and the Beluga whales. Have watched plenty of "National Geographic" programs on both of those animals, but it was very interesting to see them 'up close'.
We watched the feeding and training sessions for the sea lions, but the best was the Beluga whale session. They were just like kids, not wanting the 'session' to end for they were soaking up all that attention from their trainers. After about 5 hours of that, we were all pretty worn out, so we decided to keep the Mystic seaport for another trip. We figured it would interest us much more than Hunter anyway. All she could think of was getting back to the pool.
Hunter loved the 3D Extreme Theatre show "Cosmic Coaster". It was one where you sit in the chair, put on 3D glasses, and the chair moves just as if you were sitting in a roller coaster. Hunter thought it was so 'awesome' she had to go back for seconds. While Grandpa was standing in line with her, he got to talking to the older gentleman that was 'manning the gate'. Turns out he was from Seiling, Oklahoma. Of course, Roger says, "Oh so you know Gary England?" (For those of you who aren't native Oklahomans, he's our 'famous' Oklahoma meterologist). Turns out the guy knows the whole England family. Gary England to Roger is like Hannah Montana to Hunter!
The other day, after Hunter's haircut, we where headed home and Hunter shared that about the BEST day of her life, would be to go to a Hannah Montana concert. :>) She and Grandpa 'argue' over the radio station. We listen to 70's music as we drive down the highway and she has declared that our music is 'BORING!' So when it's just her and me, I let her listen to her Disney station. I draw the line on 'hard rock' - I just can't abide that stuff!
I was on the phone talking to one of the other teams when as we pulled in to the campground. Hunter was out of the truck like a shot and in to get her swim suit on. So as soon as the call ended, I grabbed a cold drink and headed to the pool (where she was patiently waiting), so she could swim. She definitely loves to swim. One thing she has discovered is that swimming with a T-shirt over her suit definitely makes it 'colder' when you get out, for you have all that 'wet shirt' clinging to you. BUT, when you forget to bring your beach towel - and you don't want to get your FAVORITE T-shirts wet - it's a bit 'chilly' racing back to the trailer after a swim. I just 'chalked it up' to one of Grandma's famous 'logical consequence' lessons; bet she remembers to take that towel the next time!
She was so cute trying to think of a way to get Grandma or Grandpa to 'bale her out'. The only ideas she could come up with was 1) have me go get her forgotten towel, or 2) call Grandpa on the cell phone and have him bring it down. I nixed both ideas; I was too tired after being on my feet for 5 hours, and I didn't bring a cell phone with me to the pool. It wasn't that cold, but the breeze, when you're wet, sure made it feel that way. But before you think I'm being 'mean', if she had really wanted, she had a perfectly dry shirt & shorts in her bag. . . she just didn't want to get them wet!
Fixed chicken & rice for supper - one of Hunter's favorites. I didn't have a vegetable she liked to go with it, so I sent her to the camp store. When she returned, I asked her what she had picked out. Her answer, "Is baked beans a vegetable?". I had given her strict instructions to only buy a vegetable she would eat (thinking peas or green beans)! So that was her meal: chicken & rice with a generous serving of baked beans. (Not exactly my idea of a vegetable!) One thing for sure: she didn't leave her appetite at home! Know her constant state of activity keeps her slim & trim, but we have been amazed how good she has been eating since she joined us. Definitely not the little 'picky eater' she used to be!
It's off to Maine this morning.
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