We had a pretty busy weekend (3 weekends ago).
The Fort Worth Museum is a pretty awesome museum.
I'd been "eyeing" it for quite some time. It's been something that I've wanted to do as a family for a while. And we did it. We went, we saw and we conquered.
It was a rainy day. Perfect for being inside and learning about cool things. Because science is cool, right?
Everything was great. Peachy. Perfect. Until.....it happened. The travesties of all travesties. My camera battery croaked. Dead.
I had a meltdown. Uh huh, I did. But isn't that what all mommarazzi's do? Go into panic mode?
After Jer mentioned to me that I was acting like a child and after I gathered myself I had to do what I hate doing....I had to pull out my iphone to capture our first time memories. First time at the museum had to be captured by a stinkin' iphone. Woe's me.
So, with that being said. Beware. The blurriness may cause headaches.
All in all it was a pretty cool experience for our little family. B was more into it than I thought he would be.
And this blizzard (my typical Tropical Blizzard) afterwards made it even that much better.
When we got home B wanted to go outside and play and blow bubbles. Who'd a thought?
It was his first time to actually "blow" bubbles since teaching himself how to blow (on hot things and anything else I say is 'hot').
He is awesome, too.
Although he didn't quite get the no-touching concept down. The concept that you don't actually put your lips on it.
It didn't taste so good.
Those hands of Jer's.....love them. So big and manly but so pretty. :)
He did it! He was able to blow a bubble for the first time! After that, he was hooked. We had to sit out there for what felt like an hour so he could blow them. And he did pretty dang good. Such a proud mommy. My favorite part: getting to capture his first one on film. :)
He makes our lives so rich. Thank you, stud B-man.