His shrieks of delight surprised even me when we walked into the room. I was a little apprehensive; I knew he was almost too young to really enjoy the hands-on activities at the museum but I was determined to take advantage of the wonderful opportunities our new city has to offer.
I meandered my way through the crowd of older children, children that were all already walking and standing without holding on.
The music space had all of his loyal friends: guitars, drums and tambourines. I was relieved that we magically ended up in that section to start.
All it took was a glimpse of a guitar and he was off, crawling his way head first.
Through a wind ensemble.
Through an archaeological dig.
Through an Alice and Wonderland adventure.
And I didn't need to worry about his mobility. He picked up some fast wheels on his own.
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