We went to the museum today, and were pleasantly surprised to discover it was virtually empty. We have ben encountering end-of-year trips everywhere we go these days, so I’m getting used to crushing in among hoards of unruly pre-teens. But today? Blissfully empty.
Neko got to sit and play with an old favorite, the magnetic animals, without anyone trying to take them away from her. She likes to put them together all crazy like the Mixed Up Chameleon.
Shep is just thrilled to not be battling others to play. He ran around in circles for a while, and then finally sat down to play. He’s beginning to pretend, and was pointing to these big, round crayons telling me that one was the mommy, one was the daddy and one was the baby.
And I could have left him in the ball area until next Monday. That magic tube of air that shoots the ball up into the air was totally mezmerizing, and now that he’s grown a few inches, he can do it all by himself.
Hooray for having a little personal space!