The Children's Museum

Olivia and I picked up our friends Yarelys and Caden and headed to the Children's Museum yesterday. We went a year or so ago and it was incredibly crowded. This time we figured out school groups aren't allowed on Mondays and it was great!
We started out in the firetruck. Olivia had no interest in putting on a coat and hat, but loved pushing the buttons for the lights and sirens:





She painted a picture:



The train room was a hit, but she kept putting EVERYTHING in the pail with the "Dirty and Broken Toys" sign. She kept saying she was "cleaning up." Ha!



The big hit of the trip was the Bubble room. It was incredible! Safety glasses were provided, since the bubble solution was mostly soap and glycerin.



She kept them on approximately 3 minutes. There were many neat things in the room:







Our favorite was the Bubble Box. You stood in the middle, pulled a cord, and a bubble rose around you:



Our bubble never got too high, because she popped it as soon as she saw it!







We hit the grocery store next:





And ended up at the indoor playground that looked like a forest. Olivia loved these flowers and kept smelling them:



It was sooooo much fun!



This cow is outside the museum. Yarelys and I were commenting on how green the grass is there (the rest of the grass around here is brown or covered in snow), then we realized it was fake. Ha!
They were mad at us, because we wouldn't let them get on the cow:



We'll have to take Daddy with us next time!

This past weekend, we headed out to do a little shopping. I got Olivia ready and went to put my coat on. I heard her say "I'm ready!" and turned around to see this:



She has her own style!

Michael and I actually went to an Avalanche game by ourselves last Saturday. Shocking, I know! Olivia stayed with Lindsay (my friend that owns the daycare) and apparently had a great time. It worked out nicely, since she's familiar with their house and looooves their little boys. It was so nice to go out and not worry about her! She was exhausted when we picked her up and took a nap when we got home. When she woke up we had this conversation:
Me: Did you have fun at Ms. Lindsay's house?
Olivia: Yea, I hit Rohen. (Rohen is Lindsay's 2 year old)
Me: Olivia!
Olivia: It OK Mommy, it an ack-si-dent. (I can't really type how she says accident, I need to get it on film!)

Sure, I bet it was an accident! That's been her excuse for everything, lately!