Next we went to the Indianapolis Children's Museum. A.W.E.S.O.M.E.
Pace's one request for this road trip was to see some dinosaurs. Her request was granted, but I think maybe a little too well. She was pretty scared the whole time we were in "their world"...even Dapples wasn't her normal independent self, when faced with these gigantic creatures in the semi-darkness.
The girls said their favorite part was the Barbie exhibit. The got to design outfits and walk the catwalk:
They also rode a 90-year-old carousel,
And played rock-star right next to Elvis' motorcycle.
Jeremiah and I did a lot of ear-to-ear grinning, just observing their intense excitement over each new discovery.
At 2pm we were pulling out of the museum and Pace asked how far we had to go. Jeremiah's reply was hysterically sobering: "Ok girls, we are going to drive the same distance as Birmingham to Dothan, back to Birmingham, then back to Dothan AGAIN!" We then proceeded to calculate the rest of the trip through questions like, "Are we back to Birmingham yet?" "How long before we start BACK to Dothan?"
It was a long haul through nothing but Illinois corn fields. Beautiful in a lot of ways. It seems the small-time farmer is still alive and well out here. Each field contains some little white farmhouse that we delighted in picking out and rejoicing over. We saw a thunder storm raging in the distance. More lightning up in the clouds--and contained--than I'd ever seen. It looked like a warring pack of demons, fighting to break through the sun-setting horizon.
We did drive thirty miles in the wrong direction at one point yesterday. Jeremiah and I decided that it was both of our faults...and thus were able to not spend too much time sulking.
Got to go now. Lots and lots of miles to travel today!