The Usameum

A couple of friends and I took our kids to the San Antonio Children's Museum (or the usameum as Alli would say) recently. What a fun place! Three floors of super cool interactive exhibits. The kids stayed busy milking cows, sleeping in a pioneer house, digging for artifacts, riding a trolley, brushing giant teeth with a giant toothbrush (the germ infested toothbrush that Alli's friend Carson decided to put in his own mouth- YUCK), working farm equipment, hanging out in a tiny room surrounded by aquariums, standing inside a giant bubble (or popping the giant bubble that the mommies were trying to form around them for the perfect photo op), and just running wild and being kids. (Shhhh don't tell anyone, but I think some of the time the mommies were having more fun than the kids-mainly in the bubble room).

And, that was just on the two floors that we visited. We never even made it to the third floor before the kids started melting down and acting as though they were dying of starvation. Sounds like we'll have to finish on another day!

The day was wrapped up with lunch at Chili's. We all knew that it was really pushing it to try to take 4 overtired, hungry kids out to eat but we did it anyway and it was fairly successful. I wasn't there to see the look on the hostess' face when Brandi and Melissa said "three adults and four high chairs please." As most people know, that's not a good ratio. And, that was before Alli's friend Jack pee'd in the waiting area- "mop please!"

At that point, Jack had to go commando 'cause his poor mommy had already used his other two extra sets of clothes for his other pee accidents at the museum. Yes, that's right, but at least the 1st one was a very near miss in the restroom. The second, not so much. "Mop please!"

Sorry, Melissa, but you know I had to blog that. Too funny not to share. Funny because it was you and not me. I was so terrified that Alli was going to have an accident right after Jack. You never want to be the second person to ask for a clean up.

So now, Carson's mom Brandi who has not really started potty training has had a little glimpse of what the next year or so might have in store for her and I'm sure she's wanting to run the other way. Try not to let it scare you too much Brandi (yeah right).

I suppose all moms have to go through it and they all get through it. So far, my experience while often frustrating has been fairly embarrassment free- no public accidents. KNOCK ON WOOD!!!

OK, so I think this post was supposed to be about our trip to the museum, right? Now for the pics...

Is she cute or what?

Is he cute or what?

I'm not a proud mom or anything :-) C'mon, you gotta agree- look at those blue eyes and that hair and that smile... on both of them! Alright I'll stop now.

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Jack and Alli in their cow-milking costumes. The lesson of the day is that dairy farmers actually dress like cows while milking cows- who knew?

Carson posing for the camera

The whole gang being saved from starvation.

Back on the farm.
That's a tasty thumb! And I'm sure it's not dirty or anything after everything he's been touching. I try not to think about it. I know I did it when I was his age and I think I turned out alright. I think.
Vegetables anyone?
Night, night Jack. Try not to pee in the bed :-)

Finally!!! Alli's in the bubble!

So, I know that was a LOT of pics and a LOT of words, but I didn't want to leave anything out.