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to San Jose?  No, we did not get enough of the Children's Discovery Museum a few weeks ago, and just had to go back.  It was another outing for the outdoor playgroup, and not only did my friend Linda organize, but she also offered to drive.  And, do you know what?

IMG_1714 She can drive there without a GPS.  This town is 40 minutes from here!  I am beyond amazed.  I had the recent experience of driving around a neighboring town for 30 minutes trying to find a Michael's that I have been to countless times (first time sans GPS).  In my case, no GPS, no Michael's.  Seriously, almost two years after moving here, and I am still reliant on that darn thing.  I'm like Pavlov's dog:  the minute I hear myself turn the key in the ignition, my hand is on that dang machine pressing every button I can find.  I won't even go into the time (granted, we weren't quite moved into the house yet) that I had to use the GPS on my iPhone to find the girls school…*sigh*.

Linda volunteered to drive us today, and this was heavenly, as not only did I not have to worry about getting lost (yes, even with the GPS), but Nicholas completely and utterly adores her little boy, Cy.  He is almost 3, and has acquired almost a god-like status in Nicholas's eyes.  Anytime we pass a park or even get out the jog stroller (I heard that snicker), "Cy? Cy? Cy?".  Needless to say, when Linda offered the outing, and then said she'd drive so the boys could hang out a little bit longer…we hopped right on that.

IMG_4299 IMG_4302 IMG_4303  If you remember from our last visit, we focused primarily on fire trucks and sand pits.  We did visit the fire truck briefly today (it's impossible to walk by it), and pretended to drive the ambulance, but the biggest draw?  The garden. Oh, and the water area…we spent a good 30 minutes there throwing balls and enjoying the heck out of ourselves.  In the end, though, the garden won hands down though as the place to be today.

The children's garden is an area where kids can run around, shovel, plant seeds, dig holes, dig more holes, shovel, move dirt around in a wheelbarrow, and did I mention, shovel?  Today was a bit more special than usual as it is Green Week and the museum partnered with other groups, like Recology,  in order to expand the kids ecological horizons. 

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In addition to shoveling compost (yes, the boy was in heaven), they were able to make small planters (out of rolled newspaper) and sow a few seeds to take home in said planter.  Exciting, but the compost still won.  The irony is that we did nearly the same thing in our own backyard for hours yesterday.  Our compost bin is fully of nearly finished compost and is earthworm heaven.  Whether we were in our backyard or the museum's though, Nicholas was ecstatic.  I nearly had to drag him out of there (the bubbles were calling) and you can bet planters for him are high on the list of items for the new house.  A small backyard, maybe, but plenty of room for a Little Guy-sized garden.

IMG_1730-1 IMG_1731 We hit the bubbles for a while, and I even managed to get a halfway decent shot of the boys playing with the bubble sprayers.  We finished up with a last run on the fire truck, and headed back to the car for a snack and the ride home.  Little Guy fell asleep about halfway home, snoring just a bit (it's very cute when they are two and it doesn't sound like a freight train), and proceeded to sleep for another 3 hours after getting home.  A good day, and I am trying not to think about how I explain the lack of Cy after June 6. 
Instead we are going to hit every event we can with the walking group and outdoor play dates until we leave. 

 Then again, it's not like we have our pack-out scheduled or anything…but we'll worry about that another day!

The Children’s Museum in San Jose

I know what you are thinking, and if you weren't, you will be after this post:  do they do nothing but traipse about museums and parks day in and day out?  I suppose, on one hand, that sounds like a pretty good idea.  After all we are out and about, learning about the area in which we live, and the kids get in as much local culture as they can before we leave.

On the other hand, it might sound like we do nothing else.  After all, I was recently told that I "could be working right now".  Yes, this came at me like a bullet out of nowhere during week 5 of Peter's training in DC.  I was on a walk, explaining to someone how I wasn't working right now.  More to the point, why, oh, why do I always manage to sound so lame…"Well, I just want to stay home with Nicholas right now."  I hate feeling guilty for explaining that I am not working, because my husband already works extremely long hours (let's not forget LEAP, we love you, but you wear us out sometimes), has a minimum of a 40 minute one way commute (sometimes two hours each way), and can travel frequently without much notice.  Nope, why factor that into the equation?

Mind you, I am not complaining about the job…just about folks who assume that I am sitting around eating bon-bons all day long because I have the luxury of staying home with Nicholas (oh, and did I mention the cost of daycare here?).  Though I can't complain about the cost of part-time care, as I have found a reasonable sitter for my volunteer days (2x/month) at Cait's school. 

Last year at the Intro to Middle School night, we had the opportunity to sign up for Parent Patrol.  It is one of the few volunteer opportunities in Middle School, and gives you the chance to wear a nifty black vest and bribe your child with candy.  The parents who volunteer assist the lunchroom monitor by keeping an eye on the students as they eat and then as they (for the most part) chat or toss a tennis ball outside after lunch. 

IMG_1590 IMG_1591 Peter was able to cover for me last week, and this left my Thursday free for me to take Nicholas to the actual topic of this blog post:  the Children's Museum in San Jose.  We went with my friend, L.,  who runs the walking group and her son, C., who is three and walks on water in Nicholas' mind.  Our entrance fees (and TWO books on fire trucks) were birthday gifts from C. and L. To say that Nicholas was ecstatic is an understatement.  Not only were we spending the entire morning together, but that also included a round-trip in the same car.  Can one say non-stop toddler talk? 

IMG_4029 IMG_4033 IMG_4036  We have actually been to the museum before, and I am fairly sure I utterly and completely forgot to blog about it. Oops, check the end of this post for pictures!  The museum is about an hour from us, but traffic was extremely light and, despite leaving a bit late, we arrived in time for a brief concert.  Well, more of a story-time, as the musician 'told' the story with musical accompaniment.  Nicholas loved it, but was extremely frustrated by it the fact that he couldn't see.  The seats were aligned just so, and the parents sitting in front of us completely obstructed his view. We lasted 15 minutes, enough to get the idea, and then headed out to visit the fire engine (for the first time).

IMG_4046 IMG_4051  Frankly, I am surprised he bothered with the rest of the museum.  I probably haven't mentioned much recently (too busy pointing out trucks) but he is obsessed with trucks and trains.  Garbage day is heaven and yet the bane of my existence.  Heaven forbid we miss a sighting.  Trash truck, trash truck, trash truck (to be fair, today we only saw the 'cycling truck). Fire trucks are equally as exciting, especially when lights and sirens are involved.  Amazing that we got him away from the truck and managed to investigatethe rest of the area.

I could describe each exhibit in detail, but I think instead you can look here or visit for yourselves.  Lest I list something as fabulous (the circular boat that Nicholas instantly tried to row) that could be of no interest to your child, or as frightening to Nicholas (the ambulance, believe it or not) and other wee ones might have to be carried out of it at the end of the day.  Ironically, the area that captured his attention most was the sand pit in the toddler room upstairs.  He must have spent thirty minutes totally fixated on pouring the sand through the funnels, and in and out of cups.  Two rather large spacious floors of exhibits with everything from street lights to (plastic) pizza-making, and my guy wants nothing more than oodles of time in the sand pit (well, table to be exact).

The morning went quickly, and before we knew it we were headed back downstairs for a photo-op with the fire truck and a bit of running around outside to burn off that last little bit of energy.  We lunched on the ride home (poor L. is probably still vacuuming up dried cranberries…) and Nicholas fell fast asleep when we were back in our car and on the way back to our house. 

IMG_1166 IMG_1167 IMG_1171 IMG_1176 IMG_1177 NOTE:  If you visit the museum, I highly recommend bringing any sort of lunch and/or lots of snacks with you.  There is a restaurant/snack area, but expensive and may not have what your child's tummy desires.  There appeared to be no regulations regarding food (assuming you/your child cleans up any messes), and light snacking in the toddler room was immensely preferable to fighting for a table in the food area.  On a nice day (winter days can mean heavy rains), there is plenty of room outside for a picnic.