The Children's Museum

I know I just posted this morning, but I took some cute pics today that I didn't want to wait on posting.

My friend Lisa bought her son, Dylan, a toy that he could ride and also push. Since Ava's so close to walking, I thought that would be a great thing to buy for her, too. I went to Once Upon a Child over lunch on Friday, and picked one up. She's enjoying it so far - she's especially intrigued by all of the "features" that it has for her to play with.

Ava and I also went to the Children's Museum with Tiffany and Isabel today - it was so fun! Clifford the Big Red Dog is the main exhibit right now, so they had Clifford walking around giving hugs to the kids. Ava put her hand right on his paw, and he patted her on the head (that's a switch from normal!) and gave her a little hug.

The museum also had an area called Habitot for the little ones, and even a special zone for babies. Ava had fun playing with the skunk puppet (oh wait, that was ME who had fun playing with it), the fake rocks, and the cattails. I can't wait to go back when she's older and can run around like crazy in there. We were both pretty wiped out by the time we left.

She loved those fake rocks!

What a wonderful way to spend a beautiful Sunday!

Comments

Lisa said…

OMG- that is the exact same car Dylan has!! He likes driving around in reverse... and he also loves all the little features. It's so funny how similar our tastes are. (Must be why we're friends!) The Children's Museum looks so fun! I think Erik and I will have to take Dylan there one of these days.

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