Babies, babies everywhere...

Spent Saturday at the newly-redone Children's Museum with OSB and KBH and their kids. The last time I was at the museum was when I was in high school, with KBH. We went crazy in the recycling center, where you could fill up a bag with goodies perfect for making things like 3-D adaptations of the plot diagram of Julius Caesar (which, if you find yourself ever needing to make such a thing, I found much improved by the addition of graham cracker teddy bears and copious amounts of blood-red royal icing).

Well KBH is now the mom of a two-year old and pregnant with her second, a girl, due in November. My how things do change. It's been 18 years since we first met.

But enough about that. Onto the babies! Or toddlers, more like it. As you might expect, it being a children's museum, they were everywhere, and most impressively, crawling in these tubes hanging down from the ceiling, like hamsters in a habitrail. It was exhausting just looking at 'em.