A Titanic Disaster

By Saturday, everyone was completely exhausted. The only thing we had planned on Saturday was to visit the Titanic exhibit before heading home.

Oh sweet Jesus, I would never do that with the kids again. They HATED it. I have always been interested in the Titanic, and it’s always cool to see the artifacts. Plus, they had an iceberg you could touch, and lots of cool things. I thought there would be enough to keep the kids interested. I was very, very wrong. We were there for a bout 90 minutes, and Georgia screamed the entire time. We could not calm her down. She was just tired and bored and ready to leave.

Unfortunately, once you go in, it’s like a maze. You have to go through all the rooms to get out. You can’t just turn around and leave. There were so many people behind us and in front of us, that we couldn’t have sped up if we had wanted to. So, I missed a lot of the exhibits because I was busy singing Wheels on the Bus and Edelweiss. But even that wasn’t helping. There were several times when Georgia had thrown herself on the floor screaming, that I just wanted to go and hide somewhere.

Even Eli was bored to death, and Eric had to hold him the whole time. I think between the two of us, we managed to see and read about 30 percent of the exhibits. We will have to go back and do that again without kids. I was just happy we were able to get out of there without mentally snapping and smacking the kids senseless.

After that, we got a quick lunch and headed home. We had planned to stop in Springfield because they have a “castle” that we wanted to take Eli to visit. He really wanted to see a castle, but we quickly decided that we couldn’t handle another tour with the mood Georgia was in. We stopped in front of the castle, and I jumped out and took a picture. It didn’t go over very well with Eli anyway. Apparently, Pythian Castle didn’t look like a castle to him. He was pissed when we drove up.

“Mama, that is NOT a castle! It’s just a building.” *sigh* (Check out my TT for a picture of the "castle".)

Then, we just drove home without stopping and made it back Saturday night. We were all tired and very glad to be home. But we all had a great time, overall. Eric has already suggested that we go back to Branson next year. We’ll see.