Pig Noses and Terrifying Red Suits...

or, just another trip to the Children's Museum!

We spent the afternoon with Misty, Ashton, and Dominic at the Children's Museum in Indie. Have you ever been? If not, GO! It is muy funito; quite literally the best children's museum in the US. And it's not just fun for the kids. I am always entertained, and as you know it takes quite a bit to entertain me. (Hey look! A blue car!)

Anyone who's been to the museum knows that it's not exactly in the best part of town. Not exactly le ghetto, but not somewhere I'd walk around at night. With Lance. Or a gun. (Sorry Lance. And gun.) Whatever, you know what I mean; not a place where you would imagine a children's museum to be. (I imagine a green field dotted with poppies and a magical yellow brick road leading up to the front door. No wait, that's Oz. Not Indie.) ((Sheesh! No more diet Pepsi for me tonight!)) So we were driving through this questionable neighborhood, when out of the blue Spencer calls from the back seat "Mommy! This city is sooo beautiful!" I didn't know quite what to say. What do you say to something as random and horribly incorrect as that?

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder?" No.
"Well, compared to Indiana countryside in the winter, you are absolutely right." Again, no.
"WRONG!!" Niet.
I can't remember what I said. Something to the effect of "Uh huuuuhhh... hey look, a blue car!"

Anywho, back to the point of this post.

And the point of this post, in case you were wondering (and I'd be concerned if you weren't at this point) is that of course I took lots of pictures today. Because what's a day in the Madsen household without a few pictures? (My kids are going to have complexes and wonder what's wrong with themselves once they move away from home because then they won't have someone snapping pictures of them every 15 seconds. Perhaps I have a problem... hi, my name is Maren and I'm a photo-holic...)

Okay, I'll work on my 12 steps. You enjoy these grandparent-pleasing photos and (I think) sometimes witty captions.

Spencer the paleontologist. ("Mommy, you look so beautiful!")

Joshie in the hot seat. (It's funny because he's sitting on a pot belly stove. Hot seat... stove... oh, never mind.)

The boys love playing with the toy trains at the museum - because the trains we have at home just aren't as fun to throw and fight over.

I wonder how many kids' noses had been against that same glass during the course of the week? Gross.

Waiting to go down the Yuletide Slide. (It's actually really fun!)

Santa Claus is a literal terror to a 15 month old momma's boy (a.k.a. Josh). Santa took it like the pro he is.

Without any encouragement or hinting from me, Spencer told Santa that he wanted a train. Score!!!

Ice fishing with a pole is for wimps!

I'm not sure why Spencer and Josh look like they're hiding from velociraptors... everyone knows those are downstairs. It's the lions you have to worry about on the merry-go-round!

Nothing witty to say... just a picture of two very cute babies!

I took this picture right before Josh dumped a boatload of water all over himself. No, really, he picked up a toy boat and dumped water all over himself with it.

Water table in the winter... perfect combination!