Silas and Nana had a walkabout
Trip Start Jun 06, 2013
11Trip End Jun 10, 2013
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On this Saturday in the Great Smoky's, Silas and Nana had a surprise walkabout. First thing after breakfast I invited 6 yo great-grandson Silas to join me in my project to exchange linen at the motel office. He agreed and insisted on carrying some of the pieces down the stairs, across the parking lot and into the Linen Room. After gathering the fresh items we needed, Silas grasped my hand and said, "come with me". I willingly set down the bundle and calling after the rapidly disappearing child "wait for me" scurried to catch up. Down the lane we trotted. I asked "where are we going?". In reply I heard an excited , " Just come-on! " and so I did.
I was concerned that Grams, at home with Bekah, would be concerned as the time of our absence continued to lengthen...after all how long could it take us to accomplish our task? And I still did not know our destination, but began to feel sure that Silas had formed a definite purpose.
Having given up on guessing our destination, I was fascinated by this child's sense of purpose. He was definitely on a mission of discovery...wasn't he?? We passed a variety of shops and people strolling the streets,,,
I could now SEE his excitement as he virtually jumped up and down...we were walking along a rock-strewn creekbed course pausing only briefly to see the ducks maneuvering below and then there was the majestic Aquarium! We had seen it the night before as we walked to dinner, and NOW I recalled that Silas wanted to go there but was told no, we were on our way to dinner. His desire was not eliminated, it was just deferred for clearly IT was the object of our 'Great Adventure Together'...but it was not enough to just see it, I was urged to climb the stairs that led to a bridge across the creek ... a bridge that itself was exciting, but also a bridge to the Aquarium entrance. Aha! I began to see his intent more clearly. And actually regretted not having a single dollar in my jeans at that moment.