One day while in Nebraska I decided to be extremely brave and take my four kids up to the Children's museum in Omaha because they had a dinosaur exhibit. I should have walked out after the first 2 minutes because it only got worse. Before we even got to the cashier's desk we had to wind our way through 100 kids who were with a summer camp. The noise was defeaning. After paying an exhorbitant amount of money to get us into the museum and the dinosaur exhibit, we made our way through another 200 kids upstairs to the dinosaurs. It was all I could do to keep my kids in sight amongst the other 300 people in a room the size of a cultural hall at church. The dinosaurs were cool, but most of the other educational funstuff was being overrun by hundreds of children. And none of them seemed to have parents. It was a total free-for-all. It was NUTS! After we worked our way through that we went downstairs to play on the normal stuff but there were just so many kids that I couldn't keep track of mine. There were giant kids that should not have been there, at least they shouldn't have been playing. One of them crushed Jacob's hand and it took me forever to calm him down. While I was trying to herd my kids into the Ball Emporium (which was only highlight of the whole trip)I stamped my feet and said half under my breath, "I hate this place." The person next to me gave me a crusty look, but it's true, I hated that place. We played in the ball place for quite awhile and then I told the kids it was time to go. I was a nervous, angry mom. As we passed the art area it looked as if a tornado had blown through and no one was bothering to clean up after it. It's never that way at the Lincoln Children's Museum. I finally got all the kids out to the van and buckled up and I sat there and just wanted to cry. What a mess! I was just glad that we all made it out altogether and in one piece. Maybe on a day when there was only a hundred people there it would have been better, but I would take the Lincoln Museum over the Omaha one any day of the week. I am getting anxious just typing this. We went over to my sister's apartment after to decompress and hang out. That was very pleasant. It's a good thing to, I shouldn't have been driving in my nervous condition.

These pictures when in the ball emporium. The kids would put the balls in all these vacuum pipes and the balls would collect in this big bin that would dump them all back out at once. The kids would collect underneath it waiting for it to fall. Jacob spent the whole time doing this.
My little pteranodons - Annabelle wouldn't put the suit on. Still cute, except as I went to help them out of the nest I tripped and bruised up my shin. I HATE THIS PLACE!
It took me forever to get Jacob this close to the TREX. It's robotic and moves his head and roars and opens his big mouth. A little too real for him. Finally he decided he could have his picture taken by it.
If you notice that none of them are looking at the camera it's because the T-Rex was directly behind me roaring. I love the look on Maddie's face.