Mama Diaries

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Lost in the Garden

Every week during the summer, I take my kids on adventures. We go someplace we've never seen before.  This week's adventure was to a museum.  After we'd viewed the inside, we decided to wander around the outside.  The grounds were quite extensive, and most of it was wooded.  We followed a trail down into the quarry garden.  After walking through that for about an hour, we decided we'd seen enough and made our way back to the museum building.  Except we had a little problem.  We saw the building, but we couldn't get to it because we were at the bottom  of a vertical rock cliff.

"That's where we have to be," I said to my son. "But we have to find the way to get up there."

Bubba looked at me.  "How about we climb the wall?"

"Did you bring any rock rappelling gear?" I asked.

He shook his head.

"Then we need a Plan B."

"We can walk around until we find a path that goes up. Follow me." Bubba led the way.

After about ten minutes of wandering, we found ourselves back at the same wall, looking up at the building.

"Dude," I said.  "We're going with my plan:  Plan C."

"What's that, Mama?"

"Find an intelligent person, and ask where the way out is."  So that's what I did.  I located a gardener, asked her how to get out (which was a rather complicated and ambiguous explanation), and navigated us out of that quarry garden.

When we were out, my son had this to say:  "Mama, your Plan C was pretty good.  Asking directions is a smart idea."

Let's hope he remembers that when he's an adult!

30 comments:

  1. Hahha .. Indeed!
    sounds like a nice day out

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    1. It was fun. Except for the getting lost part.

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  2. LOL maybe he will grow up to be one of the few men who doesn't mind asking directions haha. We're known for being quite stubborn 'bout that :)

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  3. Good thing there weren't any beasts roaming in the garden...

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    1. Yes. Being a bobcat dinner would not have been good!

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  4. Real men do ask for directions. Trust me.

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    1. I'm sure you're one of those real men!

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  5. I just read Alex's comment and laughed. Or maybe it was a laugh/sigh. It explains a lot. There are so few real men... My fingers are crossed for Bubba!

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    1. Let's hope he ends up being a real man!

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  6. Gotta teach the boys while they're young! My boyfriend is all about using MapQuest but he has me be in charge of it.

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    1. MapQuest is funny. Sometimes it's good. Sometimes it's not.

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  7. Something tells me he'll just use an electronic device to find his way out as an adult!

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  8. He learnt a good lesson...to ask directions!

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  9. Bubba might grow up to be the one man on Earth who will request directions.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. One of two - Alex is the other one. ;0)

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  10. Directions are great if you ask the right person, the wrong one can get your more lost

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    1. Is that why men don't ask directions? They're afraid they'll ask the wrong person?

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  11. What is it with men and asking direction? It was great of you to save the day.

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    1. Maybe they think they can figure it out themselves.

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  12. That's pretty good. Did yo guys get anything good to eat that day?

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    1. No. He got a drink out a vending machine. The cafe place was closed.

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    2. I'm not big into out to eat myself, but I always like to hear what other people are eating.

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  13. A place like that should have markers along the way to give you directions. Hopefully Bubba will remember to ask for directions when he's grown.

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    1. Markers would probably take away from the natural feel of the place. Although some direction signage might have been nice.

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  14. If all else fails, ask directions. I think that comes in as Plan X for me. I'm to stubborn about that particular thing. Fortunately, that's usually my husband's Plan B.

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