Last weekend Grandpa Dan, Grandma Diane, Aunt Stephanie, Uncle Ryan, and Cousin Owen came to visit. we had a fun-filled weekend. Our first stop was the Children's Museum. We hadn't been there for a few years, and I think Ian enjoys it much more at this age than when we were there at least two years ago. Annaliese had a blast, too, especially with anything that had a steering wheel.
We started off in my favorite room, the ball room. Once you put a ball in an opening, the balls are moved along inside tubes through blowers, gravity, and science I don't understand. They are all deposited in a bin on the ceiling, which dumps them on all standing below.
Aunt Stephanie gave Ian a lift on the chair in the ball room.
After the ball room we headed upstairs to the special dinosaur exhibit. Ian was scared of the T-Rex that greeted us and almost didn't make it in the room. Once in, though, little attention was payed to the dinosaurs. Instead, Ian was obsessed with playing in the a kitchen where you could prepare large cuts of meat, and Annaliese loved playing on the playground up there as well.
I don't know what the next room is called, but it contains many different things. Annaliese sat in the green tractor forever. If there hadn't been a line, I don't think Ian ever would have gotten off the CAT. He loved every minute of being a fireman and Annaliese had fun playing in the water. I wish I could get Ian to do all my grocery shopping for me.