We took Bubba to a museum for the first time this morning and had a blast. Leaving the house is usually a stressful, anxiety-inducing experience for me but today, I vowed to focus on having fun.
When we arrived at the Field Museum, Bub was overwhelmed at first. I mean, this kid doesn’t get out much. He didn’t want me to put him down while I was trying to get out my vaccine card. He wasn’t sure what to take in - the people, the dinosaurs, or just how massive this place was. But within a few minutes, he warmed up to the space and went from being on Steve’s shoulders to holding our hands to letting go and running around on his own.
We let him lead the way and marveled at how many animals he named and exhibits he wanted to see. We learned about wildlife that needs protecting (there’s a hypocrisy to telling us this while we look at taxidermied tigers, but I digress). We walked through rows of precious stones. We got up close to dinosaur skeletons.
I’m learning that when Steve and I are in sync, it leads to a much happier experience with Bub. It’s taken us a long time to get to this place. And though we won’t always get it right, it’s nice to know that days like today can and will exist.
