Ian was out of town yesterday and today, so the kids and I decided we should do an adventure just the three of us. Max picked the Children's Museum. We weren't even through the check-in line before Max said I want to go to the fire trucks, over THERE! He pointed right through the wall to where the fire truck is. Kid radar is magic!
Max wore his fire boots to the museum, which was convenient for playing fire man. Except that every time Max left 'my gear' in a pile, I had to fight off other parents and kids who thought the boots were part of the museum's stuff. I tell you, you could make a fortune peddling those boots right outside the museum!
Evelyn really enjoyed the baby area. She lounged on the bean bag pillows and played with lots of toys. Max had fun pushing trucks all over that room, and climbing in the tunnels.
Between 'calls' in the fire truck, the fire man would climb to the top bunk and read stories. He's such a well-rounded bombero!
