Today I took the girls to an art museum for the first time.
Mo had little interest, she kept walking around saying "me no touch da art, right mama?" in a sort of Rainman way.
I'm thinking of taking Katie back as she seemed to really enjoy it.
She was able to describe to Papa in detail later that night her favorite piece of the day -- floating fish, painter in the background and all -- which I was surprised by.
Blue Angel by Marc Chagall, Katie's favorite piece of the day
Now, don't get me wrong while they did fine in the museum the stairway back to the car provided WAY more fun. We spent at least 15 minutes playing on these.
"Did you like the museum girls?"
Two minutes later going down the ramps in the parking structure, "Wee!!!! Mama, this is fun, do it again!"
And later, "Mama, can we come back so we can go down those ramps again?"