Here they are sitting in front of 123 Sesame Street. We rang the doorbell but nobody was home.
Here we are and Carson and Hayden are sitting on Oscar's trash can. We knocked on it and we could hear someone rummaging around, but he wouldn't answer.
Here are Mike and Amaya in the helicopter (not part of the Sesame Street exhibit).
Here is Hayden with his building masterpiece. He made a special spot to lie down in and then wanted me to take a picture of him lying down in it.
Here are the kids trying to race while on different pieces of equipment.
Amaya's favorite part of the museum was the grocery shopping area because it had food in it (no surprise there!), and Carson and Hayden's favorite part was an exhibit that showed how what you eat gets chewed up in your mouth, then dissolved up in your stomach and then comes out of your body as poo (no surprise there, either).
I only had interactions with two idiots at the museum, which I consider to be a successful day. The first one was in an area where there are tons of plastic balls that the kids can put in various tubes and watch them roll around. There were several Asian women with their children and one of them had a container with balls in it. Amaya was walking by her and reached in to get one of the balls out. The lady grabbed Amaya's arm and said, "You can't have that. Those are ours. Go down there and get your own." Amaya just looked at her and turned around and left. Everybody else in the area was sharing the balls. I didn't realize that once you picked up some balls you retained ownership of them. Sheesh. The only reason I mention they were Asian was because I almost would have thought that since Amaya is Asian, too, and they were the only Asian people in there, they might have given her a break. I don't know why I thought that. It was a dumb thought on my part. Then the same women were hogging up one whole area where there were a bunch of tubes to put balls in. Hayden tried to go play in that area and one of them told him to leave. I told Hayden, "If you want to go play there, go play there. Ignore them if they tell you to leave." So he did. Hayden is the type that will butt in front of people anyway, so he got right in the middle of them and started playing. They were very annoyed and were discussing the situation (I assume) in another language so I couldn't tell what they were saying but they were giving him very dirty looks. Very annoying.
The next idiot I encountered was the dad of a little girl who got lost. I saw the little girl looking around scared and crying. She was about Amaya's age. I watched her for about 15 seconds to see if a parent was around, and nobody was. She was starting to leave the area and head out to the lobby by herself, so I asked her if she was lost and she said she was. I asked her what area she'd been playing in and she pointed. So I told her to follow me and I would help her find her mom. As we were walking back into the area where she said her mom was, her dad showed up. I explained to him that she was lost and he totally ignored me and asked her why she had wandered off. It's like he was mad at her because he and his wife weren't paying attention to where she was. I felt like saying, "Hey, idiot, the least you can do is say thank you to me because if I hadn't stopped her she could have wandered outside." People can be so rude sometimes.
Afterwards the museum we went out to dinner and then we came home and Mike and Hayden went to the Utah Grizzlies hockey game and Carson, Amaya and I hung out reading books and watching Cars.
We had a busy and fun day.
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