Here's the story of the way it happened:
I follow one of my favorite author's (Jodi Picoult) on Instagram and saw that she and her daughter had created a stage adaptation of one of the books they co-authored. The show was set to debut in September in KC so this felt like the perfect reason to finally road-trip down I35. (That sounds like Bess isn't enough of a reason which is totally not true....) The kids and I left after lunch on Friday and came back Sunday and in typical Spahnville fashion, we packed plenty into 48 hours.
On Saturday, Bess took us on a driving tour of KC-- where we crossed into the state of Kansas and Charlie shouted, "Mom! Now I've been in NINE states!" She showed us different areas of the city, and pointed out several spots along the way. We stopped at the WW1 memorial, let the kids explore a little, and promised Charlie that his papa would be more than happy to bring him back to actually go inside the museum someday.
Bess also showed us a cool little park with the best climbing structure and zip line--where they could have stayed for another hour....
And we met a Spark friend for coffee...
That afternoon, Bess and Tom treated us to Joe's BBQ which was pretty f'ing amazing. (Worthy of that f-word.) If you go, be sure to order the burnt ends because oh-my-goodness, Anna and I could have eaten the entire container. After the girls went down for a nap, Charlie and Tom watched the Iowa game-- but had to celebrate in silence so as not to wake the girls.
After the girls woke up, we headed downtown to Crown Plaza where we watched artists create chalk-art, got the kids' faces painted, listened to live music, and ran though sky walks. My little rural kids just love these small pleasures that cities provide.
We also checked out Union Station and rode a "real-live-train"! (It was actually the KC streetcar but same-diff) The kids thought standing up was about the coolest thing we could have done, and honestly, I think we could have ridden this thing for hours. Bess, if you're reading this, let's plan on riding the whole loop next time because I think they'd be all for it. Maybe twice. (Can we put wine in a sippy cup?)
That night, Bess and I went out for appetizers and caught the show. The play, Between the Lines, ended up being really good and
The next morning, Bess made the best pancakes I've ever had. (Seriously, this girl needs to open up a pancake shop and I will tell everyone to go there.) We played on scooters outside, went to the park again, and ate pizza downtown (giving the kids another opportunity to ride the street car). Anna was exhausted and slept for almost three hours after we finally gassed up the car and got on the road.
Our little trip was short but so so sweet. And as I was driving, half listening to Moana and half reflecting on things in my head, I realized that while summer is over, our little Spahnville adventures are not. And we'll continue to pick up and take off (or stay home and take it in) whenever the urge strikes.... after all, life is lived in the adventure, right? <--hmmmm..... is it really? Perhaps this is a future blog post? Thank you Bess and thank you KC!! We promise we'll be back!