Beware of the Monkeys
It's been a busy couple of days around here. Sunday was spent walking Camp Crown, a local Boy Scout camp, in preparation for an event that we'll put on in May. Sasha enjoyed walking about, picking up rocks, etc. ... for a while. At some point, he was done. It's hard work being two. His irritation was soon relieved when we finished and stopped at a local eatery for lunch. He had a grilled cheese, chips and the piece de resistance - a big brownie sundae. He can really put away ice cream!
Monday evening was spent gathering items for an upcoming Boy Scout training course. We're camping out over two three day weekends so obviously multiple trips to Bass Pro are needed (I actually think this may be the reason that we do all this. It provides Nathan an excuse to go to Bass Pro). We decided to dine at the Rainforest Cafe and give Sasha a chance to see the animals (my mom and I took him to one in Houston and he didn't really pay much attention to anything so perhaps he would better appreciate it now). He squeeled with delight at the life size paintings of elephants, hippos and gorillas outside the mall. This was going to be good.
The restaurant wasn't busy so we were seated by the monkeys. We sat Sasha in the best seat so he could see them in action. I soon realized that he was fixated on the monkey behind me. He started getting more and more anxious and finally squeeled (and not in delight) and buried his little head in Nathan's chest. I couldn't figure it out - the show hadn't even started. When I looked back at the monkey, I saw that his head was moving ever so slightly constantly. Sasha sat for at least five minutes with his eyes covered and wasn't getting over his fear of these stuffed beasts. We've never seen him scared of anything so this was a bit of a surprise. The waiter moved us to "the quiet area" where everything is still. Things were going well until thunderstorms and lightening took over the restaurant. I'm sure Sasha was wondering what kind of place we'd brought him to!
Towards the end of dinner, he kept casting a suspicious glance over his shoulder at the monkeys - obviously they couldn't be trusted. I took him over again so he could see that they were really just "dancing to the music" and were happy monkeys. He seemed to accept this as a plausible answer. We eventually left thinking that perhaps Sasha is still a bit young for places like Disney World and the like.
Monday evening was spent gathering items for an upcoming Boy Scout training course. We're camping out over two three day weekends so obviously multiple trips to Bass Pro are needed (I actually think this may be the reason that we do all this. It provides Nathan an excuse to go to Bass Pro). We decided to dine at the Rainforest Cafe and give Sasha a chance to see the animals (my mom and I took him to one in Houston and he didn't really pay much attention to anything so perhaps he would better appreciate it now). He squeeled with delight at the life size paintings of elephants, hippos and gorillas outside the mall. This was going to be good.
The restaurant wasn't busy so we were seated by the monkeys. We sat Sasha in the best seat so he could see them in action. I soon realized that he was fixated on the monkey behind me. He started getting more and more anxious and finally squeeled (and not in delight) and buried his little head in Nathan's chest. I couldn't figure it out - the show hadn't even started. When I looked back at the monkey, I saw that his head was moving ever so slightly constantly. Sasha sat for at least five minutes with his eyes covered and wasn't getting over his fear of these stuffed beasts. We've never seen him scared of anything so this was a bit of a surprise. The waiter moved us to "the quiet area" where everything is still. Things were going well until thunderstorms and lightening took over the restaurant. I'm sure Sasha was wondering what kind of place we'd brought him to!
Towards the end of dinner, he kept casting a suspicious glance over his shoulder at the monkeys - obviously they couldn't be trusted. I took him over again so he could see that they were really just "dancing to the music" and were happy monkeys. He seemed to accept this as a plausible answer. We eventually left thinking that perhaps Sasha is still a bit young for places like Disney World and the like.
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