Saturday El Senor and I took the kids to the children’s museum. Doing so brought about a lot of childhood memories, as my little ones raced past the water clock. The presenter said it was installed twenty years ago, and the crowd gasped. Yeah, I remember before that, before it was ever there. Growing up, my favorite floor was always the fourth, where the science exhibit was and still is, and the wooden carousel from Broadripple. It is 95 years old. (and no I don’t remember before it was in the museum) I laughed as my children ran down the ramps in the middle of the building that linked each floor, in exactly the same manner as I did as a little girl.
other dinosaurs in the Dinosphere exhibit. It wasn’t crowded but there were definitely a lot of children running around laughing and having a great time. It was amazing to see it from a different perspective. I’ve been there with my children a few times, but something about this visit brought back nostalgia.
When I was a little girl, after my parents divorced, my father visited us every Sunday between church. Some days he took us to Chuck-e-Cheese, sometimes we went to The Children’s Museum. My sister and I knew that place like the back of our hands. Thinking about those days I realize that somethings never change, but at the same time, they never stay the same. I experienced a similar feeling of nostalgia when we took the kids to Disney World this summer, I’m taller now, but I walked the same walkways I had years ago. Though it was completely different, it felt the same. I’m just glad and feel so blessed to be able to pass down the same experiences to my children that I hold dear. Maybe one day they will look back as they take their own children to these places and have the same happy feelings I do with them now.