In which Emily takes up blogging again...

Today Jason and I brought our little guy to the Discovery Museum. Actually it is my day off from work and the day started off quite eventfully with a very unpleasant encounter. A few weeks ago our house was over-run by ants and Jason and I started a very aggressive defense and counterattack on this ant invasion. The short version of the story was, we thought we were victorious and had banished the ants back to the netherlands, where they belong. Unfortunately, my aunt went into baby's room today and discovered a swarm on his dresser, evidently attracted to drops of milk spilt from time past. We moved the dresser away from the wall only to find a more devastating discovery -- thousands of ants milling around in a frenzy!! My god, were they feeding on a cow there? I have no idea why there was so many ants. So we set to work (for you see, we are ant terminator experts by now) and poisoned them mercilessly with our advanced killing sprays, then vaccuumed up the entire brigade of ant carcasses, and then plugged up our scraggly walls with caulk. That was that - but it was quite a bit of work. I crawled back to bed at noon exhausted (because it is my day off and I can!!) and I slept for about 30 minutes or so.

Then Jason guilted me into getting up and performing my motherly duties in taking the babe out. So we bundled up baby and loaded him in the car and trounced off to the local museum. We spent the next 3 hours there mostly watching our baby deliriously happy, running from one station to the next. The museum is not large, but it was thoughtfully built. There is a section for kids 4 and under which I really liked. It was designed purely for the little ones in mind and it was perfect for babe. He was in heaven. He especially liked (go figure) this little table designed for little girls for tea time. But I guess little boys like them too, because he could hardly be dragged away from this table full of delectable plates and cups and tea kettles for which he actually mimicked pouring tea into cup and slurping it away. He seems to be most interested in doing the things that he sees his parents doing, hence the meal times and the pretend shopping for groceries. We saved the best for last and had him run around in the Water works area where he happily splashed at water until he was sopping wet despite being covered from neck down with a plastic apron with sleeves. And through it all, we followed him like faithful and dogged papparazzis, snapping every 15 seconds ever in search of the next kodak moment.

Anyway, I was pleased with this museum overall, one that offers a good alternative to shopping malls and grocery stores to entertain a bored youngster. I am especially impressed that the museum employs developmentally handicapped individuals in their cafetaria. It shows that the people who run this place have their hearts in the right place, I think.

Now I bid you fellows adieu.