We left the Capitol with intentions to go home, but got distracted by things on the way and stayed longer.
The kids happily picked up pigeon feathers, then saw this man feeding the birds bread. I cringed at the thought that just a few feet away was a group of homeless people, and here this man had 3 loaves of french bread for the pigeons who shouldn't be eating bread anyway!
Walking back to the van the way we had come, we saw dozens of food trucks setting up for the lunch hour, and among them was Jessie's Smokin' NOLA! I had been wanting to eat here for a year, but never caught it when we came to Denver.
I told the kids we were eating this for lunch no matter what. They were on board once I explained that this food was the same food in Princess and the Frog, "Hey, everybody! I made gumbo!" Katie got excited with me.
They weren't open yet, so we had to kill time. We stepped into the Denver Art Museum (DAM) and found that kids are free, so I bought a ticket for myself. There was an interactive exhibit for clothes design, a branch from an exhibit of clothes elsewhere in the museum. It was so fun! There were light boxes for tracing and sketching, a video playing about how the costumes for Game of Thrones were designed, and mannequins for pinning fabric to create.
We all took turns using one mannequin. One person would be the designer while the rest of us would assist.
Katie working on her dress.
Tommy went for a Western style, complete with disks for shiny accents.
Of course, we had to pose the mannequin and Tommy with the Western backdrop.
The back view with some fringe.
Dancy's fit her personality...just kind of all over the place!
We took a break for lunch before returning to walk through one art exhibit. We had muffaletta and gumbo. Katie enjoyed the gumbo, I enjoyed both, and Tommy and Dancy were just good sports about it. While we ate, I watched a young man with a backpack walk by us three times, looking at the food trucks. He looked like he'd be a college student and I got the feeling that I should offer to buy his lunch. I did, and he was very grateful. As I was explaining to the kids how we need to listen to those feelings of inspiration, he walked by again, this time to give a huge smile and another thank you. Tommy noted how happy the man was that I had helped him. Tommy has my caretaker personality.
When we had all finished eating lunch, there was still about half left of the muffaletta and gumbo. Since we were planning on returning to the art museum, we couldn't take the leftovers with us, so I told the kids we'd go find some homeless people to give them to. We couldn't just throw our food away. I gave Tommy the task of picking who we'd give the food to. I told him to let his spirit guide him. If he felt uncomfortable with someone, don't approach them. If he felt comfortable and safe, go to those people. We walked around for a few minutes until he found people that looked homeless and not just enjoying the outdoors, and that he felt safe with. We asked if they'd like our leftovers and they gladly and hungrily accepted the food. Walking away, Tommy said that made him feel good to give food to those people. My heart was happy with the overall lesson my kids got that day.


























