Going anywhere with two toddlers requires a fair amount of restraint, patience, and repetition ("No touching, please", "We only look with our eyes").
With a week of no preschool for the three year old (due to parent/teacher conferences) and a husband traveling on business, when a friend suggested visiting Philly to see the Please Touch Museum I'm sure my enthusiastic "yes, yes, and yes" could be heard up the block.
I think I had as much fun as my girls to.
Everything was just the right height for both girls and there was so much to see and do. They could touch anything and everything. Exploration by little hands, eyes, ears, noses, and feet is the number one rule.
They could have spent hours just at the water tables alone. Madison's new favorite words are "rubber ducky" squealed at the top of her lungs.
We wandered through the Alice in Wonderland Maze, had a teaparty with the Mad Hatter, and even played a game of croquet (or pretended to).
Em loved being able to scoop up balls and sit on the Septa bus (and pretend to drive) in the Roadside Attractions section.
They shopped at ShopRite where a little boy even scanned their groceries and pretended to be the cashier and checked them out by scanning their items and ringing them up in the cash register. Em even hung the kittens' mittens in the Fairytale Garden.
We had packed a lunch and got to eat by the carousel. Afterwords, the girls got up close and personal with one of the puppets thanks to one of the museum workers.
The girls played hard and slept the entire way home and even made bathtime and bedtime a breeze for me. Madison gave her sister night-night hugs and kisses and actually ran to her crib, grabbed onto the rails, and said, "bed, bed".
I had as much fun watching them have fun and explore in a place that was just for them. It brought back memories of those moments of unabandoned joy that we all have experienced as children. That feeling where everything seems so magical and new and it feels as though nothing else could top it in the world. I remember visiting the Franklin Museum as a child and being mesmerized by the new world in which I found myself. A world where you could do anything and be anything.
I don't know which is better, experiencing it firsthand or experiencing it through the eyes of my children?
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