Zelly and the Pace Neemo

“Mommy… what’s thaaaat?” Zelly asked and pointed to a spot far above our heads.
“Honey, that’s the Space Needle.”
“Ohhhh, the Pace Neemo, I see,” She stared up in wonder as we walked across the Seattle Center grounds toward the Children’s Museum. She kept twisting around so she could keep it in sight as we walked. “Mom, what’s up there?”
“Some people are up there honey, there’s a restaurant way up on the top and people are up there having dinner.”
“Ohhhhh, I wanna go up there, can we go up there Mommy?”
Wendy and I chuckled and I answered, “Maybe some other time honey, we’re going to play with the other kids, remember?”
The object of Zelly’s fascination was momentarily blocked by a building we walked around, “Mommy, where is the Pace Neemo? I can’t see it, where did it go?”
“It’s still up there, honey. See, there it is again. Ok, time to go inside and play.”

On Saturday we went to the Seattle Children’s Museum as a part of the Rainbow Families of Puget Sound One Year Birthday Party celebration. The SCM has great activities and exhibits and is definitely the kind of place where you can let your own inner child out to play for a while.
If you ask Zelly what she liked most about the Museum, she’ll say, “I went up on a mountain and saw some bats!” She’s talking about the Mountain Top exhibit with a simulated mountain path, educational stations explaining photosynthesis, the importance of nurse logs and what kinds of critters live in mountains. Not that Zelly cared about that. To her a nurse log was a tunnel to crawl through. And the really cool, scary thing was the cave with bats. You walk into this large dark enclosure filled with the high pitched voices of bats. Walk around the corner and you’re out of the ‘cave’ and there’s a lava tube to crawl through, then up the steps to a slide that spills its young riders into the opening of a tent. Fun, fun, fun. Exciting enough for Zelly to go through it several times.
The museum has other sections demonstrating life in different parts of the world through scaled down homes, businesses and vehicles. Zelly enjoyed driving the truck with her moms in the back seat. We enjoyed playing our part by saying “Are we there yet? Why?”, “Where are we going, Zelly? Are we there yet?” — over and over again. She didn’t get the joke and just kept answering,

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