Children's Museum

The kids and I headed off to the Children's Museum on Friday.

Now I am going to be a little bit of a fuddy duddy, but I don't like the Children's Museum.

I can't really get over the employee making me spit my gum out last time.

Just like a mean teacher in middle school or something.

That incident and the fact that my kids end up playing mostly in the "grocery store" with the exact same plastic food that we have at home are two of the reasons why I don't love it there.  Since I am an awesome mom I take the kids, because they love it there.

 Here's William playing with the same trains that are at Grandma's house.

 

Yippee kay yay my city children...

 

There's a new sheriff in town.

 

As it turns out you don't have to teach boys how to use cranks.

The water was a pretty big hit.

My musical children also loved this.

 

Their favorite thing was the ball area. 

I don't know what it is actually called but there are hundreds of balls that you can drop down tubes or get them sucked up tubes, ect.  I was so proud of both of my kids on Friday.

 William had about 8 bigger kids just rip balls out of his hands.

I was watching and thinking "Should I butt in and be one of those mom's that does everything for her kids?"

I decided not to since no one was being hurt.

After a while a kid came up and tried to grab a ball out of Williams hands.

William gripped that ball like his life depended on it and looked the kid straight in the eyes and ROARED as load as he could. The kid looked frightened and I just sat in my chair and chuckled a little inside.

Why on Earth was I thinking William would ever need my protection?

I have learned my lesson and so has that other little ball stealing boy.

Many of the children were lets say "ball hogging".

Filling up baskets with 20 or 30 balls and then keeping them all to themselves.

(Another reason I don't love the Children's Musem)

Not Isabelle though.

At first she was just sharing with William

After a little while she got a basket and filled it full of balls.

Again I just sat and watched, to see if my daughter would become a ball hogger.

Instead of keeping the balls she took about 4 or 5 younger kids up the stand with her and shared all of the balls.  In fact she did this multiple times.  I was such a proud mama.

So I guess the Children's Museum wasn't as bad as I remember it being.

I got to see a glimpse of what I hope will be my children's etiquette for life, 

and they got to have a great time.

We may even go again sometime.

It's not hard being a mom when you have kids like these!