Quinn’s playgroup went to the Goddard Space Center Visitors’ Center today. It was terribly fun. The delightful group included such blog luminaries as WhyMommy (Guess what? It was her idea we go there. Shocking, huh?) and Heather from Penny Possibilities. Good times.
I could tell you what we did there and how we learned stuff and had a wholesome good time, but I think you may know that that may not be where I’m going here. When Quinn and I were reviewing our photos after we got home (and laughing hysterically, because he’s three, and I’m like a three-year-old), I came up with other plans for this post.*
Also, you should know that Quinn was calling himself Nermal for some reason.
So, without further ado, I present to you:
It’s never easy heading out into the unpredictable vacuum of space. But for those with the desire, the courage, the training, and the knowledge, space can be an adventure of the most tremendous kind.
You need a good space craft…
It’s never easy to say goodbye to your loved ones. The uncertainties of space travel make every last second count. And every last kiss all the more special.
Needless to say, Commander Blue Bear’s lovah was happy to see him return.
** Or does a first mate belong on a boat? Obviously I didn’t learnthat much at the visitors’ center.
*** I’m not sure, but I think this may be the first gay stuffed bear astronaut kiss ever published on a blog. We break a lot of ground here at Stimeyland, people. A lot of ground.