In a world where all is right…
It’s funny how we learn lessons in life; they always seem to come from the most unlikely of places. Today, my three year old son Liam taught me one.
My wife is a big fan of what she calls ‘mini vacations’. Anyone who is familiar with married family life knows what I’m talking about…. museum trips, day hikes, tours of little ridiculous places that make for a good snapshot or two in the old family album. Today, being that I felt like taking a day off, I got sucked into one. Not how I planned to spend my day, I assure you…. I was thinking something along the lines of a trip to the park with the kids, mowing the lawn, a few cold beers and a brewer game in the evening. Instead, I was informed this morning, in that “It would be a bad idea to disagree” voice that only wives and mothers have, that we would be going to see something called the Rudolph Grotto.
I wasn’t too upset at the idea at first, mainly because I had no idea what a grotto was. Being a man, I of course couldn’t admit to ignorance, so I ran downstairs and googled it. To my utter dismay, I realized that a the grotto is a collection of stone monuments and garden exhibits. With something called the ‘Wonder Cave’. This was going to be about as much fun as the mustard museum. (sadly, such a place really exists)
I entertained thoughts of suicide and running away briefly (as I always do in these situations), but as usual it was to no avail, and 45 minutes later we were on the road… Rudolph Grotto or bust, and heaven help us.
Pulling in, I was less impressed than I had planned. The place was part of a catholic church, so I knew we were soon to be overwhelmed by Virgin Mary’s and crosses. Liam was about as happy as I, so we decided to split into two groups, with the crabby males of the clan having every intention of a quick escape. A large building was all you could see from the road. Half covered with Ivy, it was interesting in a quick glance as you drive by kind of way.
Rounding the corner, we were greeted by this eyesore, which might have impressed me had one of my children built it, but only in the most parental of ways. Things only got worse, as the next stop on the path brought us to the awe inspiring Wonder Cave…
What a great mini-vacation, it’s always a good idea to listen to your Wife. 
and your 3 year old
Wow, what a cool dad. I can assure you that your time spent with them that day and your obvious enjoyment of it will stick with them into adulthood.
This was really awesome. Thank you for sharing it with us.
I surely enjoyed reading this! Hilarious at times, I could picture your face and attitudes all the time being dragged along to see a “grotto” prepared to be bored – but, surprise!!! 
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Loved it!
Cheers!!!!!!!
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