Hot History
Scummy Ponds and Philly Cheese Steaks
Day #65
June 30th, 2013
Team Zybko
Somewhere on 95 we hit a wall, not literally but figuratively. We were all more than willing to evacuate the already messy, slightly smelly prison van for a little lunch. I love me some Philly Cheese Steaks so I was all over this spontaneous Philedelphia detour en route to New York. Baby Daddy had a different set of priorities on his mind. Learning before lunch. Bummer. I go with him side by side on the mid day hot family field trip trying to remember to talk over my growling stomach.
$2 replicas of both the Declaration of Independence and The United States Constitution were bought along with picking up a free, flimsy, tri-folded tour guide pamphlet. First stop, Ben Franklin's grave sight. Not exactly on my "must-do" list in this city but my snarkiness was definitely low blood sugar provoked. Delilah must have sensed something from her hungry momma as she lagged behind the pack, holding onto my shirt in hopes I would pick her up, saving her from extra steps in the heat. I promise her a cold drink soon and gently remind her she is a big girl, five and a half now.
I felt the way she looked.
Her big brown eyes droopy and circled with exhaustion.
But mommy, I am super sweaty and so tired.
Why do we have to walk around so much?
Cause that's what you have to do to learn,
History is everywhere we go here La-La.
Well it's hot history mom.
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