museum afternoon

Kenny had a lively afternoon post-nap, with a trip to the car wash and the kid's museum.

At the museum, he once again took his time in the car room and had to be cajoled, and eventually, carried out. He also made quite a splash in the water room, and smock be damned, wandered out with a sopping wet shirt. The music room was good for some booty-shakin' and drum-bangin', but he really had a ball in the, um, ball pit. Unfortunately, after leaving the ball pit he started to melt down, so we skedaddled on home.

Don't believe any of this? I have pix:


"A car in the hand is worth...wait, I see another car."

Kenny wonders what would happen if he put a jet engine on the car. Or maybe, he could just throw it. Yes, that sounds tempting.

"If I can create a strong enough current, I can draw the boat to me..."

"...and rip its sail off! Muwahahahaha."

"Hey, Daddy, this water stuff is wet. Go figure."

Kenny is the master of the ball pit, all balls who do not obey his every command will be banished. So there.

Action shot. [ed. note: sorry, not every caption can be so witty]