Arches, Fountains and Ferrets


Good thing I waited until St. Louis (ok, Ferguson) was in the news to post this. Now you have some context. The night we arrived was actually the night Michael Brown was shot. But this is not a post about race relations in Missouri.


This summer our little get-away was to St. Louis to see my sister and her family as well as my parents. We went to see the arch, but while I would have liked to experience the assent and see the view, there was no way I waiting in what looked to be a super long line just to cram myself in a tiny elevator. Instead, thanks to my elementary school teacher mom, we learned that the arch is called the Gateway to the West, that it symbolizes America’s expansion beyond the Mississippi River and that it’s the tallest monument in the country. Tour, done.


Instead, we wandered around the grounds and refereed preschooler spats.


My dad got the crazies to scream as loud as their little lungs allowed, while passersby gave us pitying looks.


And the baby conked out on her grandma.


With four little people who still nap midday, we took things easy and just enjoyed family time.


Or, looking kind of bored time.


But the kids had fun, finding joy in every little thing, as kids do.


This was post a trip to the donut store. Which, I have to say, World Fair Donuts did not deliver.


That better not be DONUT crumbs on my seven-month-old’s face, DAD!


This fountain in one of the parks near our condo was a hit.


We went there twice in three days.


This little girl has a thing about dipping her hair in the water.


It was conveniently located adjoining two playgrounds.


My dad was the king of the tire twisty swing, which one of these boys was not terribly fond of.


Even my mom got in on that action.


That, my friends, is one fit and fine grandma.


The next day, we hit the zoo, which is very awesomely free, and actually a super nice zoo. Since it was free, we didn’t feel terrible that we walked around for just a couple of hours before heading home for naps. And it was very nicely laid out with plenty of shade, so we weren’t miserable even though it was in the 90s.


And while we did see a lot of the animals out and about because they were breakfasting in the cool of the morning, there was a lot of monkeying around by the three walkers.


There was walking through tree trunks,


hiding in holes,


and general tree-climbing nonsense.


And after a nice lunch of Persian food in our neighborhood, apparently I got tired of lugging my camera around.

We also hit up The Magic House, which is labeled as a children’s museum, but is really a huge pile of little kid awesome place. There’s basically every kind of interactive, developmental, learning and exploring tool ever made crammed into an old Victorian with multiple add-ons. We definitely could have stayed all day, had our fear of napless monsters been overcome. We were there at least three hours, and covered maybe a third of that place. For our kids, it was absolutely perfect.

The other place we ran out of time to try was The City. Maybe next time, with slightly bigger kids.

All in all, a successful adventure. The icing on the top was our Airbnb rental, which really became a home away from home.

Have you ever been to St. Louis? Did we miss anything key?


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