Ivy charges around

Today was hot so we went to the museum, where we met Ange & Toby.

The kids hooned around in The Box, which is a kid-focused room with all sorts of stuff to look at and play with. It is great. Hazel gets all passionate and runs from thing to thing, fiddly with the drawers of butterflies under glass, whacking the button that plays the sound of an emu, and running up to the life-size model seals to fondle their noses.

Last time Ivy was in a clingy mood, and did not venture far from the stalacmite display:



This time, she was in Walking mode. The stalacmites got another workout, plus she marched (rather, lurched) from end to end of The Box.

We went into a kids performance called Wild Party which I'm sure would be lovely for bigger kids, but we got scared when everyone had to roar like a lion, and bored at the rest. A bloke played a guitar for a while which Hazel seemed to like.

After we'd wandered in the museum for a bit, we went outside to a lame "artistic" playground that was badly designed (no handrails on the ramp, weird steps, lots of sharp edges) and so it had to have a sign saying that it was not for kids under five. But our three kids (all under two) loved it. Ivy walked up and down the shallow ramp, up and down, back and forth, turning around at the top and mostly not falling over.

Time to go and make up the bottles for tomorrow.