My sister just went on a field trip to Baker City Interpretive Center. She asked me to post my "Wailing Woman" story. It's a little long, but so worth it!
The “Wailing Woman” Story
This year, Steve got a chance to go to an EMS conference in Baker City, Oregon. He thought it would be nice to have the whole family go. On Sunday, while Steve was in class, I thought I would take all three kids to the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center by myself. I had no idea what I was getting myself into! Here’s the story…
At the start of the museum there is a wonderful set up of a pretend wagon train. It is very realistic and has speakers that “talk” for some of the characters. The boys were really fascinated with a woman who was kneeling beside a grave crying for her baby who got ran over by a wagon. At first, I was hoping they wouldn’t find out why she was crying, so I simply told them that someone she loved had died. Well, as she was weeping, she went on to say that her child had been run over by a wagon. So I ended up having to go into the whole death conversation after all (something that takes forever to cover when you are talking to a three-year old and a five-year old).
We finally got past the “wailing woman” and were a third way through the museum when Marcus (the three-year old) announces that he has to go poop! Mind you, we are a LOOOONG ways from the bathroom, so I PANIC! I managed to drag two children and push a baby in the stroller as I race to the restroom. We got slowed us as we went by the “wailing woman, but managed to get them past her. We got to the restroom and Marcus said it was a false alarm. I make everyone go pee while we are there, though.
We went past the “wailing woman” yet again and manage to get to the exact SAME spot when Marcus said he has to go poop AGAIN! I panic (again), and started to race them all back to the restroom for the second time. Meanwhile, Josh was flat disgusted that we had to go back on account of Marcus. We went past the “wailing woman” again and Marcus goes poop in the restroom.
We go past the “wailing woman” as we headed back into the depths of the museum for the third time! We got a little farther into the museum (about half way through) when Josh got a panicked look on his face and said that he need to go poop! I couldn’t believe it, after the fuss he made about Marcus inconveniencing him!
As we ran back to the restroom, Josh said that he actually had popped his pants and that it was going down his pant leg into his boot!!! I couldn’t believe that all of this was happening! We streaked back into the restroom (past the “wailing woman”) where I proceeded to take off Josh’s pants, socks and boots. Guess what? There wasn’t any poop to be found!
I knew there was a piece of poo lying on the museum floor somewhere that some un-suspecting museum patron might step in! So after I finished cleaning up Josh, we started to go through the museum once again. This time I am scanning the floor carefully to find the nasty object that my child left behind. Right by the information desk, I spotted it! I quickly went and got a paper towel and cleaned it up. I didn’t think anyone saw me! Whew! How embarrassing!
After all that, we had to go past the “wailing woman” for the sixth time! Each time we’ve passed it, the boys had to stop and discuss why she’s crying. This time, as going past, I look back and catch Marcus looking under her skirt! I was dying of humiliation!
We finally got through the whole thing, but I decided that I would never again do this with three small children by myself. It was so stressful! I’m glad I can look back on it now and laugh. It is one of our favorite stories! Jessica was about six months old at the time. I can still see her little cheeks bouncing as we were running back and forth to the restroom.
So if you ever go the Baker City Interpretive Center, remember me when you walk by the “wailing woman"...