Our biggest order of business when we were in Baltimore was going to the Aquarium. But I have to say, they’ve redesigned it since we lived there, and I was kind of disappointed. It was very dark (scary for Eli), and for at least half of the fish there was no signage (“Mommy! What’s that fish?” “Um…hang on [looking around wildly]…I have no idea.”). The dolphin show was amazing, I will say that. And I’m very glad we went on a Wednesday morning during the school year; it was practically deserted. All in all, I liked the Camden Aquarium much better.
So we got back to the hotel room with the ridiculous idea (mine) of taking a nap, but everyone was bouncing off the walls. “Let’s go find a playground!” I announced, without knowing that there’s no such thing as a playground in the Inner Harbor. The lady at the front desk in the hotel looked at me like I was wearing a live crab for a hat for even thinking there’s be such a thing. But she directed us to Port Discovery, the children’s museum, where I grudgingly dragged the kids (I was annoyed at having to spend more money).
BUT! Port Discovery was so awesomely amazing that the kids actually insisted that we go back again the next day because they didn’t get to do everything they wanted to do. There was a whole room dedicated to playing with water where they probably could have spent weeks. And a cowboy thing that Eli is still talking about, and an Egypt mummy cave thing that Eli was too scared about but Henry kept forging into alone because he’s slightly Egypt-obsessed right now. And a room for babies that Zuzu loved (mostly because she got to observe other babies, and she usually only hangs out with her brothers) (and lying down on the hard floor of the baby room was the only time I was actually comfortable during the whole trip). Plus the second day we went, there were some art college students testing their toy prototypes, and that was fun too.
Henry making giant bubbles.
You can see what a fun time Zuzu had playing with the water (and I was really psyched that they had special little chairs for babies, because the floor of the water room was sopping wet so I couldn’t put her down to crawl around).
Here they are being cowboys.
Eli doesn’t look quite as over-the-moon as he actually was, but I think it’s because he’s concentrating really hard on actually being a real cowboy.
Figures: my video-deprived kids find the one tiny television screen in the museum, and refuse to be dragged away.