Making it up .. one field trip at a time.

So .. clearly I had to try and make up my lack of parenting skills.

What better way than to volunteer for Eli's field trip?  Knee jerk reaction.  Form came home .. immediately sign .. without studying.  Then a week goes by and I forget I even signed up for the field trip (stellar) until the reminder came home from school.

HOLD UP.

We were going to the Western Museum of Mining and Industry.  Serves me right.  For real?  No I couldn't wait.  Really?  Really.

Before we leave school ...

Teacher "There are these really cool trees there.  But you will not climb on them"

Kids in unison "WHY NOT?"

Teacher "Because I didn't bring an ambulance with me"

Kid (boy) "well you brought your cell phone didn't you?"

clearly they felt comfortable going with the cell phone suggestion

Awesome.

So ... it ... was ... pretty ... amazingly ... boring.

I mean ... machines ... and mining ... and 20 minute video on creating mines ....fascinating.

and more talk about machines .. and how they work... and what purpose they serve ...

yawn.  I had to go to the bathroom a lot.  And take the long way back.  A lot.  

and because I am 12 I found the following words all in one sentence .... given by the tour guide ... HILARIOUS ...

"Lubrication.  Balls to wall.  Friction.  2 rods"  

I laughed.  Chuckled really.  But no one else did.  Lame.  

Eli did dig the 5 minute panning for gold part ...

Good times 4th graders ... good times.  Good ... all day ... like ALL day .. fun.  

(but remember I was there .. which makes me a good parent.  and totally negates the fact that I was in the principal's office with a police officer earlier in the week.  whatever.  credit.  the extra kind)