Feel bad for us unmarried people without kids. We have no one to scream at.
Yep, we’re relegated to the shitty end of the stick: fun excursions with extended family. That said, my mom is in town, so we brought my niece and nephew to Kidspace Children’s Museum in Pasadena. I documented the afternoon:
Great poop exhibit, or the greatest poop exhibit?
Actually, I’d like to borrow a fistful of the weasel poop and force feed it to whoever stole the items from the earthquake preparedness kit.
Maybe I’m just not the Kidspace demographic, but this exhibit seemed a bit underwhelming.
Then again, things are looking up, thanks to an anonymous donor tossing a whole penny into the “Fund the Fun” box. You shouldn’t have.