We haven't been to the Schiele Museum since early last May and I knew the Caves Exhibit was closing in January. So, Tuesday morning during breakfast I asked the boys "what fun thing do you want to do today?" Micah wanted to go to Monkey Joes (doesn't he know we only go there with a coupon and when it's half-off Wednesday?) and Grady Lee wanted to go to a museum. Score. Off we went.
My camera battery died just as we entered the American Indian exhibit, which is probably a-ok because I found myself telling Micah not to pick up the buffalo-bone mallet and Grady Lee not to touch the rabbit skin coat and Annalyse to not throw her Cheerios.
We'd been there two hours. It was lunchtime. It was time to go. And maybe, just maybe, the boys learned a tidbit of something or other.