Otherwise known as “how many museums can we hit in one week?”
Well, the art museum:
We had come to see an exhibit featuring ancient meso-American art (esp. gold metalwork), but it could not be photographed. The children’s play room had no such restriction!
I love this photo — the very first header image for this blog was of my kids riding the merry-go-round in Schenley Park back in Pittsburgh. It’s nice to have something similar again.
The Burke Museum of Natural History (they were celebrating Archaeology Day, hence all the Roman stuff. Jeff was over the moon):
The week concluded with a the big ham dinner that we bought for Christmas but didn’t eat because we decided to drive to Utah. A cheese plate was procured, friends came over, it was quite the fattening meal.
The Sunday before school resumes is our traditional time to take down Christmas decorations. I’m always especially sad to take the Christmas Cards out of the mirror. It’s a big oval mirror that used to belong to Brian’s grandma. She kept it in her front hallway, and now so do we. I love to see how many cards I can wedge into the glass, until my self-reflection completely disappears. There’s a metaphor in there somewhere, I’m sure.