From the daily archives:

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

After yesterday’s failed excursion to the zoo, Grandma Jill and Papa Mike went back to basics and took Maile to the Children’s Museum. This was definitely Maile’s style – she was all over the place enjoying absolutely everything the museum had to offer … and we mean everything!

Now this is more like it, I'm a simple girl, give me some plastic fruit and Maile-sized buildings to run around in and I'm a happy camper...

Now this is more like it, I'm a simple girl, give me some plastic fruit and Maile-sized buildings to run around in and I'm a happy camper...

Hey taller and slightly older little boy, let me show you how this works - it's just like my iPad, except stuck on the wall, so I bet you just need to touch the animals and they will do stuff...

Hey taller and slightly older little boy, let me show you how this works - it's just like my iPad, except stuck on the wall, so I bet you just need to touch the animals and they will do stuff...

A plastic banana! I'm in heaven!

A plastic banana! I'm in heaven!

You can't just run around with plastic fruits and veggies, you need to buy them first - I learned that lesson at Peekadoodle!

You can't just run around with plastic fruits and veggies, you need to buy them first - I learned that lesson at Peekadoodle!

Papa Mike showed Maile how the fireman pole worked...

Papa Mike showed Maile how the fireman pole worked...

And then Grandma Jill and I did an art project - I told her to kick back and relax, Megan has taught me all about art projects!

And then Grandma Jill and I did an art project - I told her to kick back and relax, Megan has taught me all about art projects!

Then Papa Mike taught me about grafitti - I have to be honest, it felt a little naughty...

Then Papa Mike taught me about grafitti - I have to be honest, it felt a little naughty...

It's not all fun and games, the museum asks you to make some deliveries for them to cover the cost of admission. Feels fair to me.

It's not all fun and games, the museum asks you to make some deliveries for them to cover the cost of admission. Feels fair to me.

WAIT! I'm not done with my deliveries!

WAIT! I'm not done with my deliveries!

And then I played some music. Whew!

And then I played some music. Whew!

(Dad note: And that was all before lunch time – talk about a jam packed day for Maile Girl!)

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