A friend and I took the kids to the Museum of Flight this week—or, as Rocco calls it, the Museum of “CAR!!” I thought it would be baby heaven for Rocco, who is obsessed with anything that has moving parts or parts that look like they should move. Once we got there I realized it was actually baby hell for him, as there were all these CARS!!! over, under, and around him, none of which he was allowed to touch.
Fortunately, there were about four flights of stairs for Rocco to go up and down and up and down and up and down so the day wasn’t a total wash.
Vincenzo spent most of his time in front of anything that resembled any kind of computer game.
My favorite was this screen:
I’m not sure if this is supposed to be about a “Space Maneuvering Unit” or a “Space Manuring Unit,” but either way I sure hope the guy who made this sign was not in charge of building the rocket.
After a couple hours everyone was melting down and the stairs had lost their inherent charm so we got in our horseless carriages and went home.
WHAT’S COOKIN’ 2NITE:
Fresh pasta with meaty marinara sauce
Peanut butter and jelly bars