Ian slept in late today and was extra cranky, pointing at his mouth and saying owww. He must be going through another 2 year molar phase. It seems that over the past several months, they break the surface, go back in, break the surface...taking their sweet time to get the whole big tooth out and painfree.
To avoid a boring morning, which was sure to make him crankier, I loaded him up after breakfast and we headed out to the Children's Museum close to us. We wen't back in February, and he had fun, but not a ton of fun back then. Even just 6 months ago, he was still afraid of many things and was still so much smaller than most of the other kids. He had only been walking for a couple of months and still not steadily. He hadn't found his love of water yet, didn't know that big semi-trucks (or 'rigs' as he calls them) were really cool and not at all scary. He didn't have his vast experience with the logistics of the Brio train pieces and a giant tree house was not even on the table for consideration.
My new favorite thing... before and after. Stop me before I go too far!
This shot has nothing to do with today's trip, but I love the look on his face. He was making a race car (doubles as a motorcycle) sound... in response to my question "what's on your shirt?"
He flew to this duck picture. DUCK! Everyone in the museum knew this was a duck by the time we left.
I love the tippy toes here. No longer afraid to get wet. The wetter the better.
He was determined to get these pipe pieces together. His engineering side comes out yet again.
The rapids were fun....until he slipped off the step stool and I was way over on the other side obsessed with my camera. I got a few disapproving looks from the perfect parents there.
Man on a mission. This was probably his 3rd or 4th trip back to the "rig".
Checking out the grill
Topping off the tank
He's a pro at these now.
Checking out the treehouse