Brains

Climbing through the brain at the Franklin Institute. Sebastien loved the brain, the walk-through heart, the fighter airplane he could pilot, and the big steam train engine, where he could blow the whistle.

He also wanted to try a hotdog there in the cafeteria because he had seen them in books. So I bought him a hot dog. He took one bite, said it was too salty, and proceeded to eat the bun instead. Budding gourmet, I tell you.