February 5 turned out to be a super Tuesday indeed as we headed out on our second big adventure. Today Liz took us to the Strong National Museum of Play http://www.strongmuseum.org/
Although the museum was geared towards younger kids we had fun exploring. Here we are stepping out of Cinderella's pumpkin coach - It's hard to really appreciate our stripes from this far away but we wanted to get the coach in the shot. We tried to convince Liz to get a shot of us admiring Dorothy's ruby slippers but she said there were just too many people around for her to take her shoes off, get on the floor, and raise her legs in the air high enough so we could see them. We plan to spend some time in the future working with her to get over these silly inhibitions.
The museum was showcasing a new exhibit called Grossology. We explored a skin climbing wall where the hand and foot holds were moles, pimples, scabs, and warts. There was a machine all about farts that had ways for us to see who could make the best farting sounds. Liz really had fun with this part but her mother seemed to be getting a little embarassed by her childish enthusiasm and delight over the flatulent fun.
The exhibit was interesting, gross, and also a little anti-sock. There was a large poster exclaming that if humans simply stopped wearing socks and shoes, their feet wouldn't smell anymore.
The coolest part of the place was the butterfly exhibit. We went into a very hot and humid room that was just full of butterflies. They were flying everywhere! Liz took some pictures: (which she will post right after this because the blog isn't cooperating!)
Once we left the museum we drove home and participated in our very first Presidential Primary. It was very exciting. Apparently we are Democrats. Liz says we are really Independents who are too lazy to fix our standing with the board of voters.
All in all it was a great but tiring day. We are looking forward to joining the other socks in the hamper so we can all share our recent adventures.
1 comment:
You socks rock! I can't believe that the museum is blaming stinky feet on you!!! I'm sure it was directed at store-bought socks.
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