Museum
onsidering the title of this entry, you're probably thinking, "Oh great, a blog about a boring museum. He's probably going to describe the exhibits in lengthy detail. By the time he's done, I'll want to stick a fork in my eye." No, no, this wasn't that type of museum. This museum was for midget types like me -- for little guys like me who have the attention spans of a puppy. Dad says "goldfish" or "fly," but that's a complete insult to my evolutionary progress. At least, puppies are cute, and people generally agree that dogs are "intelligent." They're much more intelligent than tigers, bears, and cranes. [dodging a punch from Albert] Notice I didn't add elephants. [Mountbatten knocking the ever-loving out of Albert]
Back to my discussion about the museum.....sheesh.
Yes, it was the Seoul Children's Museum, and I went there on Wednesday. Now, I have harshly criticized the Koreans for their filthy country -- the stench, the garbage, the pollution. But, as dirty as parts of their country is, these folks really know how to take care of their kids. They have the best playgrounds, indoors and out. Stores have play areas for children that American kiddos could only dream about. The obstacles are creative and colorful. The equipment is perfectly clean! Purell is readily available. Typically, nobody is allowed to wear shoes (not surprised...considering how filthy stuff outside is).
The Children's Museum was no different. Since I am still quite a "little dude," I spent all of my time in the "toddler room." It was on the fourth floor. Before I went into this large room, I had to wash my hands and take off my shoes. Well, Mom had to take off her shoes. I didn't have any, but Mom did take off my socks. There were so many toys and puzzles. But...my eyes fell upon a toy so fascinating and mind-captivating......a red Snoopy school bus!!!!!! Oh boy!
I drove that schoolbus around and around and around and around and around and around [one hour down] and around and around and around [another hour]. Mom tried to show me some of the other toys, but I honestly just wanted to drive the bus.
While driving the bus, I noticed Korean kids kept coming up and touching my hair. Korean women working at the museum came to the doorway to see me and wave. I keep trying to tell Mom that I must be "God's gift to Korean women." Her response, "'Thy modesty's a candle to thy merit.'" Whatever. I'm talkin' "looks" not "merit."
Anyway, Mom got some pics of me driving the Snoopy bus. Right now, I'm fairly obsessed with anything that has wheels (this doesn't include girly stuff like pink strollers or frilly shopping carts).
Back to my discussion about the museum.....sheesh.
Yes, it was the Seoul Children's Museum, and I went there on Wednesday. Now, I have harshly criticized the Koreans for their filthy country -- the stench, the garbage, the pollution. But, as dirty as parts of their country is, these folks really know how to take care of their kids. They have the best playgrounds, indoors and out. Stores have play areas for children that American kiddos could only dream about. The obstacles are creative and colorful. The equipment is perfectly clean! Purell is readily available. Typically, nobody is allowed to wear shoes (not surprised...considering how filthy stuff outside is).
The Children's Museum was no different. Since I am still quite a "little dude," I spent all of my time in the "toddler room." It was on the fourth floor. Before I went into this large room, I had to wash my hands and take off my shoes. Well, Mom had to take off her shoes. I didn't have any, but Mom did take off my socks. There were so many toys and puzzles. But...my eyes fell upon a toy so fascinating and mind-captivating......a red Snoopy school bus!!!!!! Oh boy!
I drove that schoolbus around and around and around and around and around and around [one hour down] and around and around and around [another hour]. Mom tried to show me some of the other toys, but I honestly just wanted to drive the bus.
While driving the bus, I noticed Korean kids kept coming up and touching my hair. Korean women working at the museum came to the doorway to see me and wave. I keep trying to tell Mom that I must be "God's gift to Korean women." Her response, "'Thy modesty's a candle to thy merit.'" Whatever. I'm talkin' "looks" not "merit."
Anyway, Mom got some pics of me driving the Snoopy bus. Right now, I'm fairly obsessed with anything that has wheels (this doesn't include girly stuff like pink strollers or frilly shopping carts).
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