It’s starting to feel like spring.  And when it feels like spring, we get the urge to go day tripping. Today’s destination was Storm King Art Center in New Windsor, NY. A beautiful outdoor museum set on 500 acres, I can only imagine how gorgeous it must be when leaves are on the trees and flowers blanket the meadows.

Sophie was enchanted. She loved running up and rolling down the hills on a seemingly never-ending quest to find a new work of art.  Chloe enjoyed herself, too.  She especially liked pointing out all the “fuzzy animal poops” in the grass.  And lest you’ve forgotten, Chloe is the 12-year old.

The sculpture below is one of my favorites, mostly because of its title, which describes my state of mind at least five times a day:  “Wit’s End,” by John Newman.

We always knew Sophie was strong like Superman.

The girls wanted nothing more than to climb into that complex web of bamboo.  My husband had to physically pull Sophie away before she succumbed to the temptation.

The concrete egg is giving birth to Sophie.  By the way, did I mention that I had the birds and bees talk with her the other day?  I even used the proper terminology.  And then she got grossed out and told me to be quiet.

Chloe ran to this sculpture with unbridled enthusiasm, hoping against hope that it was a slide.  Alas, it was not to be.  She was sorely disappointed.  Her evaluation of the day:  it was fun, but there were too many hills.  I swear, she’s an 80-year old in a 12-year old’s body.