Zak – “Well, he’s the youngest brother so that makes him confused”
Josh – “But he is the oldest brother”
Zak – Now, that’s really confusing, then.
Wanting to be helpful, I texted Nathan to see what the real youngest wanted to be. He answered: Captain Bedtime.
Next stop was the Waco Children’s Museum on
the campus of Baylor. Now that was an
experience. There were lots of hands-on
exhibits for the boys to play with. We
got to walk through a huge, seven foot tall heart they had built. It was even beating loud enough for everyone
to hear. It had a problem, though. Nurse Chris said it had an obvious heart
murmur. Sad. One room had a table with lights coming from
the center. And small prisms of
different shapes were available to see how the shape of the prism affected the
bending of the light. Fascinating. Another room had some strange mirrors. The favorite of the day, though, was the
pioneer room. Zakary learned to
weave. Caleb climbed up on a saddle and
declared, “I am the teenager. I’m going
to help Dad out in the field.” And help
he did. Josh and Christi were resting in
a makeshift wagon. Caleb soon walked over to them, obviously struggling with
some imaginary burden. He finally
plopped the invisible beast onto the wagon and explained that it was a deer (a
dead one) for dinner. He wasn’t finished
yet, though. He soon returned with
something else. This was no deer,
though. Oh, no. This one was a cow (also dead). We all dressed up in the pioneer era clothes provided
in the room and took some silly pictures.
Definitely a place to return to for a longer visit.
During rest time for the boys Chris and I went
to the Baylor Book Store to see our Seaside college students, Kelly and Lora
Boyer. It was great to see them, but
Lora was working there and Kelly was headed to the Baylor football game, so we didn’t
stay long. We arrived back at the hotel
just as Christi and boys were leaving for the mall. I graciously volunteered to stay and look
after things while they went. Since I wanted
to be as responsible as possible, I decided my best course of action would be
to stay in the room. Can I help it if the
Baylor football game just happened to be on at the same time? Besides, the hotel cleaning staff was hard at
work when I arrived, and they really wanted to be updated on the score
regularly. Actually I dozed off when the
score was 21-0 in favor of Baylor. When
I woke up it was 42-0 … and still in the first quarter. Ouch. At
halftime the boys were back, so we went swimming and back into the hot
tub. When we got back to the room, the
score was 42-7. I went to the bathroom
to change out of my swim suit, and when I returned the score was 63-7. Double ouch.
How could that even happen?
That evening we went for a drive with Robert
and Melinda. We had some really good ice
cream at Katie’s Kustard. Then we drove through
some park, but several roads were closed, so we detoured out of there. We learned about a place near Waco called Homestead
Heritage where people live like it’s the nineteenth century. We saw from a distance a footbridge over the
river where they toss tortillas at the bulkheads. Odd tradition. We also saw the haunted castle and the
gorilla. The story there has something to
do with the homeowners association voting down an attempt to make the castle
into a bed and breakfast. In protest a
guy bought a life sized gorilla statue and put it in his front yard to see how
they would handle it. Apparently they
had no choice but to embrace the new resident, so now he dresses it to match
the seasons. Right now he looks like
Uncle Sam. Still in his 4th
of July garb, I guess.
Psalms 112:4 says, “Even in darkness light dawns for the upright, for the gracious and compassionate
and righteous man.”
Father, thank you for odd traditions and
local color. They sure make every place you created have a special flavor. Amen.
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