So Andrew's class and the other third grade class took a walking tour of Portland. I signed up to be a chaperone. Of course, it was a blustery, rainy, cold day--typical Portland weather. We took the Trimet into downtown during the latter part of rush hour. Let me tell you, there were not very happy commuters sharing the bus with a bunch of third graders. I was assigned a group of 2 girls and 5 boys. They were all boys that I knew well since most of them have been playing soccer and baseball with Andrew for 4 years. In fact, when they saw who their chaperone was, the boys walked over to me and said, "Your favorite boys in the whole school." Our tour guide, Jan, was fantastic. She kept things organized and moving. She took us into as many buildings as possible so that we could get out of the cold and rain. She said that in 6 years of doing tours, this was the worst weather day she had seen. We learned a lot about Pdx as it is fondly called here. I had a great time and I think the kids did too. Although, at the end, Andrew complained that our guide talked too much. I told him that was her job, but he thought we should do more walking and less talking. Ahh, kids.
