We went to the Bronx Botanical Garden today with Nonna (Grandma) and Grandpa. It was lovely: a tram ride past the library, where they seemed to be exhibiting some sort of Japanese plant thingie, along with an exhibit of fungus. Isaac became enamored of the word, and spent the rest of the ride gaily shouting "fungus!" to anyone who would listen. Then we took a walk through the park, and then, as blood sugar started to drop, a bit of a meltdown ensued, relatively easily fixed by the application of a packet of Goldfish crackers and milk. We sat on the cold wooden bench as Isaac made his way through the snack, and a bit of dialogue from Lawrence of Arabia (coopted later by G. Gordon Liddy) flitted into my mind. In this case, it was about enduring pain, but can easily be adapted to enduring meltdowns as well. Lawrence, in a macho effort to impress his corporal, William Potter, demonstrates that he can snuff out a burning match with his fingers. Potter tries it, and jumps back, exclaiming:
Potter: Oh, it damn well hurts.
Lawrence: Certainly it hurts.
Potter: Well, what's the trick, then?
Lawrence: The trick, William Potter, is not minding that it hurts.
An apt metaphor, don't you think? Anyway, here are a few snaps from the day, including one of a happy maze-running boy.