When we were in SLC, we went to the Discovery Gateway Children’s Museum for old times sake. We used to have a family membership here and would take the Boogedy regularly, even before he could walk. I used to go nuts in the wintertime with no access to playgrounds. The museum saved my life. On this visit, more than a year since the last time we went, the water smock actually fit.
Just like when he was littler, he wanted to spend all his time putting the plastic balls into the vacuum tubes and watching them zoom around. This was good for at least an hour.
This was the day before we left town and I was exhausted and glad of the opportunity to sit back and visit with Auntie Kristin while the boy occupied himself. Occasionally he dragged her into playing pretend with him.
It was the first time he had ever expressed interest in the helicopter on the balcony. It was also, strangely, the first time Kristin ever came along with us and got suckered into pushing all the buttons.
It was a great way to spend our last day in town.