Caroline has a 40-minute piano lesson each Monday afternoon. Her teacher's house is just a liiiiiiiittle too far away to be worth going all the way home during it, so Margaret, James and I have found fun ways to pass the time. The regional library is close by, so we go there a lot. Another common destination is the pet store, especially when we need to stock up on Maya's food. It's a cliche to say that kids are totally delighted by seemingly mundane things, but it's true, and I'm reminded of it every time we go to the pet store. Picking out the food takes less than 10 minutes, which leaves us a lot of time to admire the ferrets, see which cats have arrived for adoption since last time, count the ball pythons, and look for Nemo and Dori amid the tanks full of tetras and baby koi. They watch the hermit crabs as intently as they do the pandas at the National Zoo.
Most of the time, the animals just do what they do, but occasionally we get a treat, something we would have missed if we'd gone right from the catfood section to the checkout: