Friday was spent chaperoning Robby and his classmates on their field trip to the Air and Space Museum. He was adamant and excited for me to attend which is good because my skipping the field trip was not going to happen. Since he has been born, I have taken great pains to reorganize my career so that I am available for chaperoning, assorted room mom duties etc.. I consider myself extremely fortunate to have the flexibility to be able to participate in all of Robby's school events, even when that means I'll be spending the day trying to wrangle excited 6-year-olds in a highly stimulating museum!
Dressed in their
identifying neon green school shirts, Robby looked adorable standing
with his peers. Of course he was standing about 6 inches taller than all
of them, a combination of his being tall and his insistence on wearing
his cowboy boots. Although they were all dressed the same, it wasn't
hard to pick out Robby!
When we arrived at the museum the class
was split into two smaller groups. I felt an unexpected surge of pride
when the majority of the class wanted to be in my group. At first I
thought that their affinity stemmed from my reputation of being a super
cool and fun Momom. That was quickly squelched when I heard a little
girl lobby to be in my group by saying, "I want to be in Robby's group.
He says his mom doesn't have to wait in lines because of her prosthetic.
If I am in her group, I won't have to wait either." So much for my
being perceived as cool. The kids just wanted to reap a perk.
my ego being leveled, we had a great time at the museum. Robby was
impressed by many of the exhibits, especially the ultra-light plane that
was used to help birds migrate. I thought he would be in awe of the
Space Shuttle, but the bird plane was the class favorite. I am sure we
spent more time reading about and examining the bird plane than we did
The class attended a seminar about astronauts and
(thankfully) they were all well behaved. I was certain that Robby would
emerge from the lecture with a renewed interest in becoming an
astronaut. A few months ago it was all astronaut, all the time in our
house. I prepared to be inundated with space questions from my young
little explorers. After trying on space gloves and boots, the group came
skipping out of the auditorium and all wanted to go look at the bird
plane again. To my surprise they were unimpressed by the astronauts.
lunch I finally got to the root of the astronaut aversion. The museum
volunteer showed the class an astronaut diaper, which is worn during
space walks etc.. Instead of finding this interesting, the six year olds
found it repulsive. Now none of the previously aspiring young
astronauts want to be "spacemen" because none of them want to wear a
diaper. They seemed to have missed everything that was said after the
Despite squelching Robby's astronaut aspirations, the field trip was a success. I had a wonderful time spending the day with Robby and his classmates. I know that someday having me accompany him on a field trip might not be his preference so I plan on making the most of each opportunity.