I took eleven children to the aquarium. And they all survived.
The best part was handing over my pass.
“How many adults?”
“How many children?”
Y’all, the lady counted the kids to be sure. Umm… lady, you better hope I know how many I have with me! I’m headed into the recesses of this place. Both of us need me to arrive at the end of this maze with all eleven children in tow.
And I did. Mad props to the woman with eleven children ages 16 to two, because that was a ridiculous amount of counting heads. Stellan got put on a leash. It felt like herding cats. Several of them were teenagers capable of caring for themselves but I learned long ago it does not work to only count the littles. It ends up as all sorts of confusion.
There’s eleven in there. Promise.
It was fun. Exhausting, but fun. And I didn’t lose anyone.