President Obama was in Milwaukee today. We got tickets to go see him, but it was rainy today and kind of cold. The gates opened at 2:30, but he wasn't even supposed to be there until 5:30ish. So at 4, we got there, figuring we'd just hang out for awhile, eat some snacks, let the kids run around. Uh, no. We saw a line, went to get to the end of it, and kept walking. And walking. And walking. It was insane! The line curved around one museum, around another museum, and then along the lake. It was never ending, we just kept seeing all these people, where was the end of the line?? By the time we got to the end, Ingrid was already complaining she wanted to go home. *sigh*
But we made it happen. We walked along the lake, around the art museum, watched people getting their wedding pictures taken, made it to Discovery World, saw another wedding party getting off their trolley, made it around Discovery World, thought we were getting closer to the gate, only to find out the line went around Summerfest grounds (where Obama was going to be) all the way to the back entrance. It took forever. By the time we got close to the gates we could hear people cheering and music playing. As we were getting to the metal detectors they were saying "the President is on stage now!" Well Jesus, we didn't stand in line for over an hour to miss it!!
Of course it had started to rain. We had to leave our stroller and hoist the sleepy, crabby, hungry children on our shoulders. Otis wouldn't keep a hat on, Ingrid was whining about wanting to go home to her cozy house. Brendan and I are like "This is exciting! The President is HERE! He's right there!" I guess to a little kid, what the hell does that mean? We couldn't actually see him, we could barely hear him, but it was exciting anyway. To me and Brendan.
I think it actually worked to our advantage that we got there just as he was going on stage. If we'd had to wait I think the kids would've lost it for real. Brendan got kind of mad that they were being wimps and said we need to toughen them up. For real! I never thought I'd have kids that whined that much about being cold or being tired. What a bunch of babies.