Usually this would be the death knell for our museum visiting, but we'd tried to keep the educational aspects of our vacation a secret, and this wasn't a battle we were willing to let go of lightly. After our J. Paul Getty Experience, the museum touring in D.C. had been positively delightful, and we weren't looking to go backwards. So we did what we could, and we tried to convince our kids that the reason we came to the museum was to have fun...
...but they kept learning things...
We tried to tell them that it was all about being silly...
...but they kept listening to what was being taught...
We tried to tell them that....ummm....OK, I'm not too sure what we were getting at here...
...but it didn't matter because they kept exploring on their own anyways...
Yeah, we were busted. Caught red handed taking them to places where they'd learn things, and on Spring Break no less! We're pretty much a lock for the "Worst Parents of the Year" award at this point, but that's OK because there was a moment that made it all worth it.
When our kids were young, there was a look that they got on their face whenever they managed to figure something out for the first time. The first time my son figured out how to flick a light switch, the first time my daughter discovered how to open the fridge, the first time my other daughter learned how to use her Dad's credit card...I'll never forget the look on their faces when they first made these discoveries. It's been a while, but being there at the moment that my son realized he was learning things is something I'll never forget.
Of course it was a whole lot cuter with the light switch thing....
