What is it about high places like the Hoover Dam that make you itch to drop something down (preferably not a kid, although that thought has probably crossed a few parents' minds) even though you wouldn't hear or see when it actually hit bottom? I refrained and kept all pennies in my pockets and all kids on the side walk.
It is pretty awe inspiring to think that men made this structure without all the tools and technology we have today. Although I don't think I would be very excited if my husband were working on the project as some men were sacrificed to the cement God. If they fell into the cement, no one could get them out as it would have compromised the structure to stop the continuous poor. So, they were slowly covered and petrified to benefit the rest of us.
On that note, wow.
The kids had fun jumping from one time zone to the other in one hop. They also enjoyed making the truckers honk as we walked across the bridge overlooking the dam. They thought they were hilarious with their dam jokes (yes, Todd started it). "We just passed the dam police." "This dam road is crowded." "The dam museum is closed." etc. etc.
kid's jump shot |
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