Both of my boys, first Brayden when he was little, and now Carter, had a hard time saying the word museum.  So, our Museum of Play will always be affectionately known in my heart as, the seeum, which is what is is referred to in our household by the wee ones when they are under three years old.  Our membership had a six month lapse.  And boy did I miss that place.  The boys love it.  And we could spend hours there–though it does exhaust me!  We went Friday night, which it turns out, is the very best night to go.  The place was nearly empty, which makes it one hundred times more enjoyable.  During the day, when there are field trips and during school breaks, you don’t want to get within a mile of that place.  It’s so packed that it’s barely enjoyable.

But last Friday night?  Ahhh. . . pure heaven.