Once again, winter has forced us into the arms of the Dinosaur Museum at Thanksgiving Point. I could stay inside all day everyday and be totally happy, but Eric and the kids were starting to go nuts. We haven't been to the museum since we went for the first time last year, so it was fun to see how different of an experience it was for Amos and Maggie this time.
The kids were much more able when it came to interacting with the erosion table, sand pit, etc.
I didn't realize a kind stranger was going to offer to take our picture, so Audrey was left out in her stroller a few feet away:
One of these days she'll quit letting us ignore her.
The kids still weren't really into the "museum" part, but I can't say I blame them. Those dioramas are creepy. And, the fish don't even move.
Plus, there's some weird guy crawling around in there.
Thanks to Thanksgiving Point for another fun visit, see you again next winter!