Often as the mother of four children there are moments when I feel a little house bound. I am not really house bound, but the effort it takes to load up all four kids seems tremendous. And yet I do it every Sunday, and about half of all school days as we go pick up Goldie.
So recently as I was driving through town I noticed this lovely door arch on our court house. It makes me think "Art Nouveau" (though I could be wrong) and I determined to take the kids there after school to take some pics.
I didn't really want to go inside especially when I noticed you have to go through a screening process.
It seems strange to have such an old building gated just on the inside by such modern technology.
Instead we walked around the outside, took pictures, climbed things, and
read the stories about revolutionary war heroes. I declared the outing was to be called our
teeny tiny adventure.
It was fun to get out.
And during the next few days both Josiah and Stuart on separate occasions told me they wanted to go on another teeny tiny adventure.
I guess they were feeling as house bound as I was.
I hope to find another successful adventure soon.
