I love this photo. It is how I remember our day at Seattle Ikea. When you visit the store only once a year or so, the many displays and stacks of merchandise are a lot to see and absorb in a few hours. We were all pretty faded by day's end (but would we go back? Betcha!)
Lunch at Ikea is a really fun experience, inexpensive and tasty, thoughtful amenities (except for the Women's Room near the cafeteria, this could use some serious attention), with a fun play area for little ones. Mom, Nonna and GG all relaxed and rested while processing the fun sights.
Weezie remained pretty calm for a child who had to have been greatly over-stimulated by all the colorful surroundings and tempting enticements, with other children playing everywhere. Still, she negotiated several new situations without mishap.
I was gratified to see that Weezie rode calmly in her shopping cart, without grabbing at things as we wove through the crowded aisles. Once something was pointed out to her, however ("Look, Weezie, isn't that pretty?") she stretched her arms like a symphony conducter and began making her sternest noises until the item was placed into her arms or on her lap. Nothing but the subtlest sleight of hand could then remove the item from her reach. At the check out counter, we were forced to negotiate a brief removal and quick return with each of her items. Exhausted from pushing a heavy cart with flat boxed furniture, we loaded into the car, piled her loot around her car seat and headed for home, consumer lust temporarily sated. Of course we brought new catalogs with us to keep the romance alive until next time.
I love this photo. It is how I remember our day at Seattle Ikea. When you visit the store only once a year or so, the many displays and stacks of merchandise are a lot to see and absorb in a few hours. We were all pretty faded by day's end (but would we go back? Betcha!)
Lunch at Ikea is a really fun experience, inexpensive and tasty, thoughtful amenities (except for the Women's Room near the cafeteria, this could use some serious attention), with a fun play area for little ones. Mom, Nonna and GG all relaxed and rested while processing the fun sights.
Weezie remained pretty calm for a child who had to have been greatly over-stimulated by all the colorful surroundings and tempting enticements, with other children playing everywhere. Still, she negotiated several new situations without mishap.
I was gratified to see that Weezie rode calmly in her shopping cart, without grabbing at things as we wove through the crowded aisles. Once something was pointed out to her, however ("Look, Weezie, isn't that pretty?") she stretched her arms like a symphony conducter and began making her sternest noises until the item was placed into her arms or on her lap. Nothing but the subtlest sleight of hand could then remove the item from her reach. At the check out counter, we were forced to negotiate a brief removal and quick return with each of her items. Exhausted from pushing a heavy cart with flat boxed furniture, we loaded into the car, piled her loot around her car seat and headed for home, consumer lust temporarily sated. Of course we brought new catalogs with us to keep the romance alive until next time.
2 comments:
CUTE!! Our Ikea has a live jazz band in the cafeteria on Wednesdays, and a bunch of us go fairly frequently. It's especially nice if we remember to bring a flask of spiced rum with which to spike the lingonberry tea.
Oooohhh! Good idea, I will remember that for the next trip ('cept I am always with a preggers woman, a toddler and an octogenerian AND I am usually driving BUT things will change someday (the toddler will learn to drive and I will be the octogenarian?)
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