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I had my trusty walking shoes on. I didn't quite get there at 8:30 sharp, but I got there. I was assigned my group of kids and we were off to load onto the buses. There is something familiar about the smell of buses. It immediately brought back memories. Some good, and some bad. Did I not say there was going to be yelling? Did I not say there was going to be laughing? And, and did I not say there was going to be singing? The singing I could do without. One of the other trusty chaperone's decided to conduct a music lesson aboard this bus full of rambunctious kids. What song did she pick, you might ask? Well it was the cleaner version of "99 bottles of beer on the wall". Her version was "99 bottles of milk on the wall". Right at about 97 bottles of milk is when she lost me. It's when I decided I was going to take advantage of my being chauffeured around to take in the scenery. You see, my third grader, the one who so badly wanted me to chaperone his field trip, didn't even bother to sit with me. There I was sitting solo, with some bad singing in the background enjoying the scenery. It was a nice time to think, and reflect.

Things changed speeds as soon as we arrived at our destination. Groups were divided and we were on our way. We learned a lot about plants, Saguaro cactus's, Mesquite trees all the beautiful desert landscapes. Our tour guide was nice and she gave us each a piece of twine. At each stop, we earned a different colored bead. In the end we had a bracelet. One great thing about this trip to the "Desert Botanical Gardens" is that right now, they have a guest artist displaying his glass sculptures. They are very breathtaking. His name is Chihuly. If you would like to see some of his work, look up http://www.dbg.org/ or take a visit. I believe his display is up untill the end of May.
On our ride back to the school, my little 3rd grader did sit with me. And, he thanked me profusely for having chaperoned his field trip. I did have a great time with him. I would'nt change it for the world. Ok, I might have to change the singing part. Sorry....

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