MOS Night

 I believe I've mentioned it before, but if not... we love to go to the Boston Museum of Science on Friday Nights!  (Open until 9pm!  Low Crowds!  Free parking for members after 5pm!)

This our second year with a membership, and it really only takes a couple of visits to "be worth it" and it makes for a great venue to have a place to go when-- you need a place to go.

It has a Life Sciences Wing, Technology Wing, Dinosaurs, Butterfly Garden, Children's Discovery Center, IMAX, 3D, Planetarium, Rotating Exhibits, this cool Acoustic Sculpture, and a automated hand-stamper at the exit turnstyles!  (And much, much more, as any good advertisement should say.)

This week we had one of those times.  I packed the boys a picnic dinner and off we went, while Jen took advantage of a couple of quiet hours at home alone.  We can make it there in 20 minutes with no traffic, or 45 if there is some mysterious backup on Storrow Drive that makes it so we sit at a standstill for an additional 25 minutes.  Makes sense, eh?

This is Blake's first time to come with Ian and Dad on MOS Night.  Over the last year and a half, Ian and I have gone regularly on Fridays.  (Was it to give Mom bonding time with Blake?  Ian bonding time with Dad?  Mom some chance to have a quiet house?  Dad a chance to play with toys and not get funny looks?)  
I don't think Ian minded, and I certainly could  tell that Blake enjoyed himself!

                           

My boys like to eat.  And I like to eat.  We're a good team.
We did a good job polishing off the PB&J and grapes.

At the Kids Discovery Zone, we got lots of learning accomplished.
We did a little paleontology, electrical circuitology, magnetology.

We did a little bubble science, where I'm not sure Blake felt comfortable in the safety goggles.  So I lent him my sweet shades.  Ian was the bubble master, with some seriously big ones.  He said by sucking on the straw, he could make the bubble go inside the cup.  I didn't try that experiment, for fear of tasting soapy air.

We sauntered over to the water table, which is always a hit.  I felt like Blake and Ian played so nicely together.  Ian took all-things-round, and Ian dealt with all-things-swimmy.  

Needless to say, we'll be going back again.  Soon.  Especially when the snow flies and Jen says the boys are suffering from cabin fever.  Or Blake wants to watch chicks hatch.  Or Ian wants to "build a fish" at the virtual fish tank.  Or I need my hands-on experiment fix.  Any excuse will do.

So much to learn, so little time.