One day, my mom called me up and told me that she was going to go to see a performance of the Lion King and asked if we wanted to join her. She said that she would buy Leigha’s ticket for a birthday present. The kids love animals and singing, so it seemed as if it would be a perfect fit. It didn’t hurt that everything that I had read/heard from people said that it was a great show.
As it turns out, this adventure started out as Mother Nature versus my mom. The day of the performance, we woke up to blizzard conditions and school closings. Traveling wasn’t advised. What do you do? Activate the 4x4 in the Murano, load up a two and three-year-old and drive 107.67 miles a bit more cautiously. I should confess here that it wasn’t really the day of a blizzard, but the day after a blizzard. The roads weren’t ideal, but they were just classified as “snow-covered.” It was a good thing that significant interstates are first in line to get plowed. In reality, it was the wind that caused the most concern as I was driving. It wasn’t until we got to Des Moines that the snow became an issue.
