please touch (and if you'd be so polite, don't steal my stuff either!)

we took the kids to the please touch museum today. we had gotten a membership for christmas and hadn't been yet. after a slight detour involving going to their old location several miles away(thanks GPS!) we found it. quentin was very concerned about the purple boy being upside down. he said, "that boy going to get hurt. he get a boo boo."

driving the septa bus

caroline was not as amused with the current selection and made a mad dash for the other side

quentin "extabates" some playground balls with the digger

where's the car keys?

splashing in the water table. there was a kid who kept sticking his whole head into the water. even pickle thought that was odd.

turtle!

we had to give mr. turtle a kiss

crawling through the tunnel (there's no pics of Q at this point because he and daddy were elsewhere in the museum, not because i don't love him.)

swan needs a kiss too. she also molestered a goose and a cow, not caught on camera.

sea cruise! she was cool with the boat until it started to rock and then she was out.

seriously, where are the keys?

dude. keys. now.

she really loves planting and harvesting (and planting and harvesting) these carrots

kid swap! Q spent a long time wheelbarrowing foam bricks into the back of a dump truck.

paging doctor rupon

and then we found the grocery store. they both loved the grocery store. we we in here forever.

clearly, Q is not on a low-carb diet

the good stuff

i love how Q's cart is full of junk and pickle only has fruit... for now

whoa. clean up on aisle 3!

and this is where it sucked for a few minutes. we were trying to put the food back on the shelves and we looked up and Q was gone. jeremy ran around to all the other close exhibits but he was just gone. jer took caroline and ran to look everywhere. i found someone with a walkie talkie. i have to give them credit - within 10 seconds of them radioing to look for an orange-shirted Q, they had him. he had pushed his entire shopping cart (full of pretend tea bags btw) into a separate room with toy trains. scared the crap out of us.

so we decided it was time to head home after that scare. jer went back to get our stroller and our backpack was gone. there wasn't anything in it except diapers and a couple of monster trucks, but it still sucks. obviously we left it unattended but it still sucks that people at a kids museum would steal from you.

there's a cool statue of liberty torch in the atrium made of discarded toys, street signs, etc. pretty cool.

and an elephant too!

and the good news - we got our bag back with contents intact. we checked in at the desk and they had found it ditched in one of the bathrooms. sorry Q, i guess the backpack bandit(s) didn't value grave digger as much as you do!

tired, tired babies.