Spring Break, proper

So, in some kind of delusional or possibly fugue state, I decided to take the kiddos to Baltimore for a couple of days during spring break, without Jeff. I had a lot of anxiety about how spring break would go if I didn’t have activities planned and it was just the three of us trying to amuse ourselves for a week at home. It went mostly okay, however. There was that short period on I-495 when Maria’s iPad died and she decided the only thing that could save her from the despair of boredom was to annoy the hell out of her brother by staring at him (right out of the classic sibling playbook), but really, on the whole, it could have gone a lot worse.

Two things saved us on this break. One, the boy is seriously into mazes right now and I found a game where you can make you own mazes. It’s always hit or miss with this crap but he actually loved it.

A sample. He made many, many mazes. The little pieces are magnetic.

The second thing was that Maria and I found a (free!) app where kids can make their own animations, and she made at least a dozen. You don’t even need wifi for it, so she could do it in the car.

She’s still working on the whole “content “thing.

On the way to Baltimore we stopped at Clemyjontri playground. I knew it was supposed to be a super inclusive playground, but I didn’t fully grasp what that meant until I saw that it has a series of pretend roads for kids in wheel chairs.

However, the signs are clear that the pretend road is definitely intended for kids in wheelchairs, NOT kids on scooters. Fortunately, we were the only kids there for a good forty five minutes, so we broke the rules, super hard.

Did I mention there was also a maze (for wheelchairs NOT scooters)?

I mean, it’s the best illegal scootering playground ever.

Eventually we got back on the non-pretend road and made it to Baltimore and the kids swam and ate pizza.

Maria made a new friend every time she went swimming. It’s kind of becoming her thing these days.

The next day we went to the B&O Railroad Museum, which was a most excellent train museum. You know how lots of museums have trains that you’re not allowed to go on or touch? This was NOT one of those.

The caboose was their favorite. They spent a good twenty minutes locking each other in a caboose closet and pretending it was jail.
It’s a model train set in a train car! Mind blown!

After the museum it was touch and go, but there was a another playground, some ice cream, more swimming, and eventually all three of us falling into unconsciousness at nine pm.

The next day we went to the Climbzone, which was practically empty, because, woohoo, it wasn’t spring break in Maryland!

We headed home after and got back Thursday evening. By Friday evening the natives were restless. Here was Maria’s face on Saturday:

On Sunday we went to the Kroc center in Norfolk, which we have a bunch of free passes for because something horrible has gone wrong with the pool nearly every time we’ve been there. Fun was had, but the bickering about who got to go down the waterslide began about 35 minutes in. At this point it was pretty obvious everyone needed to be back in school.

That was it! Did I survive a trip without Jeff? Yes I did! Would I make it a regular occurrence? Eh. I think he should feel pretty secure in his husband/dad job.

2 thoughts on “Spring Break, proper”

  1. man you do fun things for your kids,i wish I was your kid too! I am glad you all had a wonderful time on your adventures….the kids look like they had so much fun…you and jeff are great parents!!!


  2. OMG – you are amazing. What a well planned and executed trip! Congratulations on it going so well. Tom and Maria are, indeed, fortune kids πŸ˜€πŸ‘


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