Museum of Fun

We finally made our way to the Children's Museum in May, and the boys loved it. They may quickly grow out of it, but I think we still have a few more years before that's the case. We had to drag them from one area to another. And each time, they went bonkers in the new area. From grocery shopping to space ships, to the water works room to their own pint-sized diner (where a bunch of hard-working tiny people prepared make-believe food for their exhausted parents). But the place that kept drawing them back was a sand table with funnels and shifters. Bliss for two boys, and bliss for mom and dad who didn't have to worry about the mess.

This is the first time that Wyatt fell asleep with a bottle still in his mouth. He was out cold within seconds of getting strapped in his car seat.