August 17,2025

Monday, Monday.

We went to the Science Museum over the weekend. (Kudos to free London museums) The kids have seen posters for the Space exhibit, and their excitement for learning how space toilets work was verging on obsession.

We get there, and lo and behold, the exhibit is closed. There were other cool things at the museum, but they had set their sights on space so it was really a day full of my husband and saying, "Oh yeah! Let's go see the blah blah blah!", trying to spark their excitement again.

R is at an age where he actually wanted to stand and read about the exhibits whereas C and G wanted someone to narrate everything for them. Me - I'll let you in on a little secret - I actually don't like museums. Unless it's outside with something to explore, like a castle. But if it's a big room of boxes, one or two cool, unique things is about all you'll get out of me, then I'm there to humor everyone else. Find me a bench. I'll sip a coffee and people watch while being in charge of the bathroom breaks. But, I have kids now, so I do my part to educate them especially when they are excited about it.

We also made the faux pas of not making it down to the -1 level where the fun kid stuff was located. Oops. My neighbor up the street actually sent me a message about where to go, but I didn't check it until I got home.

Don't tell my kids, but we missed out on a play space WITH WATER. I probably could have avoided C lying in the middle of the engineering exhibit throwing a tantrum if we went there instead. You live and you learn. And sometimes you get to teach other people what a screaming four year old sounds like.