This past weekend Mike and I took the kids to Richmond to go to the circus. I have a friend from High School who lives in Richmond and we stayed with her. She and her husband and two children went with us. This is the "Big One." The Ringling Brothers Circus that they always hold in some type of an arena. It was held at the Richmond Coliseum. Ryan had been once before, but he was only two at the time. Lydia and Emily had never gone before. It was quite exciting for all of them. Of course, Ryan does not recall going. They were all in awe of everything that was going on! The glitz and glamor, the animals, the clowns, all of it. Before the show, they have a "pre-show" thing on the floor that you can go down and have your picture taken with a clown or try to catch a glimpse of an animal through the mass of people that are in front of you. Since we are both short people, we ended up putting the kids all up on a wall so they could see the elephant over all of the people. They were not interested in having their picture taken with a clown (not a big surprise), but they
were all about catching the little plastic noses that one of the performers was tossing out to all the children. It was pretty cool. They had such a good time, but were so very tired by the time all the festivities were over. Spending the night at my friends house was hard on them. Though the hospitality was amazing, none of them slept very well since you have a harder time sleeping at someone else's house than your own. No one had a nap, but they behaved quite well for being so tired . . . . . until . . . .:). Emily had a nervous breakdown in the bathroom upon our leaving the Coliseum. She and Lydia were washing their hands and I was trying to rush them along since we had waited for 20 minutes to get in there and a woman standing behind me in line had to tell me her twin story--like many people (I usually enjoy hearing twin stories, but hers seemed to have a "I have a harder life than you do" twist to it:).--and I knew Mike was waiting for us. I did not give them a papertowel, told them to dry their hands on their pants and come on. Emily stood their screaming "I need a papertowel!" I walked out of the bathroom with coats in my hand and Lydia following me, left my stuff on the floor in front of my friend, Becky, and went back in to drag Emily out of the bathroom. I know everyone thought "What an awful Mom, she can't even control her kids!" Funny thing is, if Lydia had done that, I never would have thought it weird, but Emily has such a level head. She was clearly tired. All three kids were asleep before we even made it to 64, which is about 4 miles from where we were parked. They slept all the way home. Turns out, Ryan had a fever the whole time. He was not feeling well, Becky was having stomach troubles while we were at the circus. Despite our bad luck on Saturday, it was a fun time!! I told Emily I was not taking her back to the circus as a result of her bathroom behavior, but I may give in one day--maybe in a year or so:). 
were all about catching the little plastic noses that one of the performers was tossing out to all the children. It was pretty cool. They had such a good time, but were so very tired by the time all the festivities were over. Spending the night at my friends house was hard on them. Though the hospitality was amazing, none of them slept very well since you have a harder time sleeping at someone else's house than your own. No one had a nap, but they behaved quite well for being so tired . . . . . until . . . .:). Emily had a nervous breakdown in the bathroom upon our leaving the Coliseum. She and Lydia were washing their hands and I was trying to rush them along since we had waited for 20 minutes to get in there and a woman standing behind me in line had to tell me her twin story--like many people (I usually enjoy hearing twin stories, but hers seemed to have a "I have a harder life than you do" twist to it:).--and I knew Mike was waiting for us. I did not give them a papertowel, told them to dry their hands on their pants and come on. Emily stood their screaming "I need a papertowel!" I walked out of the bathroom with coats in my hand and Lydia following me, left my stuff on the floor in front of my friend, Becky, and went back in to drag Emily out of the bathroom. I know everyone thought "What an awful Mom, she can't even control her kids!" Funny thing is, if Lydia had done that, I never would have thought it weird, but Emily has such a level head. She was clearly tired. All three kids were asleep before we even made it to 64, which is about 4 miles from where we were parked. They slept all the way home. Turns out, Ryan had a fever the whole time. He was not feeling well, Becky was having stomach troubles while we were at the circus. Despite our bad luck on Saturday, it was a fun time!! I told Emily I was not taking her back to the circus as a result of her bathroom behavior, but I may give in one day--maybe in a year or so:). 
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