Daddy's First Trip to the Children's Museum

Wednesday morning we made our trip to the Children's Museum. We have a family membership and this paternity leave is the perfect time to use such a thing. I was really looking forward to having two parents there with two kids as my boys don't really enjoy the same stuff right now.

They have a cute little area for babies with soft hilly terrain to practice crawling and walking on, padded areas to roll around, giant teddy bears to crawl on...all with signs to keep the big kids out. It's great. So I took Dalton there for a bit:





He was such a good little explorer and had lots of fun. I like him.

I had sent Jason and Easton off to explore the rest of the museum and at some point Dalton and I went to find them. I had the camera so I needed to get some pictures of Easton too, right?

Easton did a little puppet show for us featuring a triceratops and a ladybug. Not quite sure how the story goes, other than the "Raaaar" he gave us.






Daddy and Dalton were thoroughly entertained by the performance:


We tried to spell some things with magnets after that but they were lacking in the letter department:


So we went to the market instead. Jason and I thought it was so cute to see our son "shopping" with his little shopping cart, he'd pull something off the shelf, pick out produce, and things from the bakery...


Then he pushed his little cart over to the check-out lane:


Other kids were playing too, of course, and there were some field trip kids that were needing some closer chaperoning. Poor Easton got squeezed out of the way more than once, he looked at me for help with a, "Mama, it's my turn" said very sweetly but apparently I am afraid of 8 year olds and couldn't confront her. I just said, "I know it's your turn honey" and just kind of passively hoped the other kid would get the hint. What the heck is wrong with me?!?! Poor Easton. His mom is a wimp.

Later we went and hung out on the fire truck while Jason took pictures of the outside of the building for work as planned. The only way Easton could reach the rope for the siren was to stand on the seat and then hang from it...

That was another time I was a wimp and didn't stick up for Easton's turn. I guess I figure the kids will work it out for themselves but there are older kids that aren't as nice to little people. I'll try to do better next time.

We left just in time for my camera batteries to run out. They had this cow thing outside and Easton wanted to sit on it. I whipped out my camera to dead batteries! Luckily Jason had his work camera on him, unluckily he didn't think to focus it for such short range...but look how nicely in focus Invesco (where the Broncos play) is in the upper right corner:


Easton had a total low blood sugar meltdown on the way home. By the time we were home he was sooooo upset and was shaking as he tried to spoon in his yogurt. Poor kid. He'd had breakfast. He rarely eats a snack in the morning. But I guess it was time for lunch. Clearly it was time for lunch. He was fine after that.

In fact, we had a really great day.