A day we had planned to go to the beach turned out blah & rainy. We were going to just hang out in the house, until Savannah and Gage started fighting with each other and driving Mommy crazy enough that she decided we HAD to get out of the house and do something. So, off the the West Hartford children's museum. This one was a bit of a dud as kid's museums go, but hey...it kept them occupied for a few hours on a cloudy & drizzly day. Gage would not pose for a picture with this dino at the entrance because he was worried they were real "that real, mama?" he asked 10 times...
We checked out the animals when suddenly, I almost pooped myself when a man suddenly appeared holding a snake about a foot away from me. I knew there was an "animal encounter", but I wasn't expecting to have a python walking by and I am NOT a fan of snakes. The kids sat nicely while Mr. Snaketamer talked about snakes. When it came time to pet the snake, Savannah was all for it, Gage touched it with a finger, and Mommy just politely declined and moved further toward the wall to get away.
We learned about -- and acted like -- chimps in the chimpanzee exhibit and were VERY disappointed when we went to make a chimpanzee mask craft and they informed us they ran out of material :-(
We also made a dinosaur. They have a bunch of "spare parts" with velcro that you can attach to a dino body. I got my first clue that Gage was tired when we walked away from this and Gage suddenly freaked out that a little girl took our dino's head off. He was trying to wrestle
it away from her saying "put that back...put that back". He then proceeded the throw himself on the floor and cry/scream because I told him it was another person's turn to make a dino. At that point we had seen it all, and I carried him out of the museum over my shoulder while he screamed and cried.
I thought visiting the giant whale would console him....I was wrong. He sat on the sidewalk throwing a tantrum. Savannah sat in the whale's mouth and got sprinkled with his spout. At that point Gage decided he wanted to get sprinkled and of course...we stood there waiting for for the whale to spout again. Gage was crying that he wanted to get sprinkled and of course...it seemed take that stupid whale an eternity to spout again. It finally did, and the kids spent all of 30 seconds dancing in the sprinkles. During that time, they -- of course -- ended up covered in mud. So, West Hartford children's museum -- been there, done that.
