I am doing a lot of desperate things this summer. First, it was taking my 6 year old daughter to Mamma Mia. Now, I am shuffling my kids off to the Frida Kahlo exhibit at the San Francisco MOMA. My delicious, food blogging, buddy humored me by saying she’d join me.
As I went through Frida’s biography with my children, the six year old kept ohhhhh and ahhhhhing over the gorier pics. Remember, she’s the one poking the dead crow with the stick over and over. Of all the kids, she just might be my fellow Frida fan.
This desperation is part of my summer plan. If part of your kids go to camp part of the time, and your other kids go to camp part of the other time, then none of your kids are ever in camp at the same time. This leads a mom to be craving some adult activities. I knew it would happen, I just wanted it to happen for good and not for evil.
Now, I did have 5 days in a row of 3 hour blocks of time, why didn’t I see Frida on one of those days? To tell the truth, I shopped and enjoyed shopping in my cone of silence. You see, you can take kids to the movies, you can take them to the wackier art exhibits, but you can’t shop in small boutiques or antique shops in quite the same way.
I will give you an update.
Oh, and my kids are all going to see Buddy Guy and George Thoroughgood tomorrow at their first ever concert. I’ll let you know.