We’re Going to Mars, Part I

Big field-trip day at daycare on April 13th, Ian looks ready to go!

Here we are at the museum. Mostly because I’m writing this here, I’ll never forget that one of the museum staff gave me crap about my kid sitting on my lap. She said her name was Mrs. B. I made up words for the “B” in my head. They weren’t kind words. Anyway, it turns out the museum had an entire exhibit about making the trip to Mars! See this image larger.

Ian figured out he could make a whoosh noise by squeezing this bottle. It turns out we wouldn’t have these kinds of advancements if we hadn’t had the space program. See this image larger.

Time to try on the helmet!

It fits!

Apparently walking on Mars would not be entirely unlike walking on a couple of sponges strapped to your feet. I had no idea!

This particular leap reminds me of a certain “Boojamas” picture from a few years back. See this image larger.

Ian had a fun time messing with this stuff! See this image larger.

Finally it was time to go out and see the exhibit, or so I thought. See this image larger.

Instead Ian got to play with these light-up legos and a few other things in a small room. I couldn’t believe we paid money for this, but then somebody mentioned that we would be getting a voucher to get into the exhibit “free” on a different date. (“Free” was still a bit of a misnomer, but it was better than just seeing this one room.) See this image larger.

There’s a merry-go-round at the museum, and Ian enjoyed his ride! See this image larger.

I asked the horse if he enjoyed his ride, and he said “neigh.” See this image larger.

You might want to look at this picture bigger, as the look of excitement is very evident on Ian’s face. He had a great time! We bought a book, and decided that we would come back in a few weeks for Part II! See this image larger.

I’d heard about a small park that overlooked the landing airplanes at the airport… Ian and I spent a few minutes there, waiting for Mommy to come back from California. I found it on instinct, which was good, because there sure weren’t any signs pointing it out. See this image larger.

I forget why, but I was out of energy that week, so Mommy had to come home from her trip and give our kids a bath. Sorry Mommy! (EDIT – scratch that, I remember exactly why — The first of a few viruses started hitting me at this point, but I didn’t realize it. This one basically did not allow me to bend my knees or flex fingers or toes without arthritis-level pain. It lasted about a week-and-a-half.) See this image larger.

Nina tries for the “Buckwheat.” See this image larger.

Ian couldn’t look more manic if he tried…

I take that back.

Nina shows us her washcloth.

Our little cutie! See this image larger.

Our handsome boy! See this image larger.