A day at the Museum

Chris was working from home and had lots to do without his calls being interrupted so I tried to be positive about a full day out of the house with the girls.

It started well with a sweet dance class where Eva focused on Miss Heather and enjoyed the grooves.

Then it was off to the National Museum. A visit which I promise won't be such a rarity. It was a long walk but just arriving was reward enough for not having to get the bus and face the inevitable grumpy driver!

E grabbed a map and waited eagerly until we reached the main exhibition hall where she ran from exhibit to exhibit, pausing to say "you tell me" and listen to my explanation. She loved the whale bones, the lighthouse, the feast bowl, the robot who could spell her, Anna and Daddy's names.

Then she really didn't know what to look at first as she explored continents and creatures great and small and discovered that she weighed as much as a koala bear.

Upstairs for a kid's lunch box shared between us and then further up to dig for dinosaur bones, touch various animal skins, fossils and watch a leaf cutting ant colony hard at work. It was brilliant and A loved it too.

To extend the walk home, we also stopped off at the Children's library while A slept and E played and read. Days like this remind me of how very blessed I am to not be working full-time and to share days like this instead and I am very grateful to Chris for working in a job he really doesn't find fulfilling to make this possible.

I can only conclude that there was some magic and some tantrum diffusing magic in those tutu ruffles...