Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Recently, Brandon and I were talking about our children, which happens often. In our year here in Cairo, we have yet to take them to the pyramids, the Egyptian museum, the Khan, the Citadel, or anything but Ibn Touloun.
One day when they are old enough to look at pictures and realize that we lived in Egypt, I imagine that at least one of them will be incredibly put out that we lived in Egypt and never took them anywhere.
Then I will patiently explain that they had no desire whatsoever to go somewhere like the pyramids and certainly not the Egyptian Museum. They much preferred the Maadi House pool.
If they are really upset, they can use their own money as adults and go see all of those wonderful, historical things that we, as deadbeat parents, never bothered to take them to.
And that is why all of these pictures are in our house.