Playing tourist.

Last weekend, in an attempt to pack in just a bit more summer fun, I thought it would be fun to check out the International Fountain at Seattle Center for some last minute splash-parkin'-it-up.

The weather didn't quite pan out the way those forecasters said it would...but even if it would have been 92 degrees that day, I'm still pretty sure we would have had the same outcome.

Not happening.

Charlotte started crying as we approached the large dome. Gripping to me with fear. She was not going anywhere near that sucker.
And to her credit, it is quite large. And the water that exudes from it is impressive to say the least. She decided she was not nearly as brave as her friend Amelie, and that perhaps when she was four...maybe five...we could check it out again.

So we decided instead to eat popcorn, watch the synchronized water show with the Classical music, walk around Seattle Center...and make the most of our failed attempt at summer fun.

And it turned out perfect.

What looked like it was going to be an afternoon of Forced Family Fun, turned out to be an afternoon of admiring. Of enjoying. Of seeing our city. Clouds and all.

Sometimes the best afternoons are unexpected. I love it when that happens.