Another Seamstress?

My mother made all of our clothes when I was young. I wasn't allowed to use the sewing machine until about 5th grade, so I designed clothes for my dolls using scraps and held them together with pins. A couple days ago, Jennifer decided to make Bitty Baby a dress. She used Kleenex and Scotch tape. Very resourceful. And a lot safer than pins. Maybe the designing thing is in her blood.

Good Morning America: A Red Blur

We saw "Pirates" yesterday. (Bryce's contribution was phenominal, BTW). Just before the movie started, GMA called. Wendy, one of our BYU interns recommended Jennifer for a segment Wednesday morning. I had no idea what for. Who cares? It was chance for grandma to see her on TV.
We got up at 5:05 am, got ready and rode the subway to the 44th and Broadway studio. We had to be there at 7 am. It was for a Chris Cuomo piece on SUV safety. 10 children demonstrated how, even with a back-up camera, kids can go undetected. Jennifer was the last one in the line-up and one of the youngest. Most of the 5-8 year-olds seemed about 10. At the end of the segment, they put the car in reverse. Three moms were to move the kids, I was one of the mom's. It was typical TV: Hurry up and wait. But it was fun. Three rehersals. We were on the sidewalk, just next to where the crowd congregates in front of the windows.
This is Jennifer talking to Morgan, the producer. On the way home on the subway, I noticed my zipper was down. Typical. Good thing I wore a long sweater and I wasn't on camera. Bryce taped it for us. I have no idea if she even got any camera time. But it was another You Nork experience!

Post Script: I added A Red Blur" because that is all you saw. And grandma saw the red and didn't realize it was her. Like Mike Waczowsk from Monster's Inc after his face gets covered my the logo, "That was ME!" It doesn't matter-- we have a blog! And I shook Chris Cuomo's hand.

Memorial Day in Connecticut

We began the day at Grand Central Station. We were settled in wonderful seats ready for the hour-long ride to Connecticut. The boys were buying snacks and then they announced, "The train has been changed from track 24 to track 21. Talk about mass confusion. I didn't realize how many folks were on the train and that folks use this opportunity to get better seats. Silly me. I think we were given the true-to-life typical train experience. We had to get creative with our "real seats" on the next train. We sat in two rows, one in back of the other, at least. Our old seats had faced each other. I used my hour like a real commuter and worked on the church newsletter on my laptop.
We loved our five years in Okemos, Michigan and Weston, Connecticut is much like it. We had such a relaxing, wonderful time. We spent the day with Quint's cousin Jill, her husband Jan and their children Emily, Reice and Sebastian. The kids got along great. It was so pleasant. Jennifer didn't want to leave. Emily treated her like a princess. They played dress-up and with Emily's American Girl dolls. We had lunch and then the kids played with these cool bubble guns I found in Manhattan (Broadway about 82nd). Quint and Sterling paddled their canoe up and down the river along their property. Jill made a wonderful lunch and we were able to visit for quite a while. Quint saw them maybe 10 years ago when he was in Boston for the All-Star game — it's been a long time! Were off to the Weston Field Club after lunch. Jan took Quint and I on a scenic route. We travelled through the forest and by the reservoir. It was awesome. The club has swimming a large pool, a kid's pool, a lake and playgrounds under the trees, in the kid's pool area and on the beach. They treated us to dinner and then we were off for the train after a quick stop over at the house.
We had such a great time in Connecticut. It was a refreshing recharge from Manhattan's noise, heat and smells. The train ride home was even more creative. We were spread out between two cars — but at least we had seats! We arrived at home about 10:30 after the train ride, the subway and then the walk.

Harlem First Ward and Central Park

Alfonso invited us to attend his ward at Stake Conference last week. They were short a deacon, so Sterling helped pass the sacrament. He was the only white boy in Priesthood (all the boys meet together), but in Sunday school, there is a white girl (there is also only one class for the youth). They are going to Riverside Park for mutual Wednesday, so he wants to go with them and keep attending that ward. The building is actually closer to us than the Lincoln Center building. We took a bus (first time!) east across 125th and then walked three block north. It's a new building, five stories high. It"s partially completed. Meaning that they use padded folding chairs unstead of pews and the 4th floor (where the Relief Society meets) is a large room that doesn't have the lower acoustical ceiling yet and there is no door. The other part of the floor is sealed off. It is a beautful builing with room to grow. currently, the two Harlem ward meet there. One is Spanish-speaking.
The cool thing they do is that after sacrament meeting they ask all the visitors to stand and and introduce themselves. Then the enitre congregation says, "Welcome" to you. One of the counselors in the bishopric was conducting and he looked familiar to Quint. After we were welcomed, he commented that he had Dr. Randle as a professor at BYU for the research class. We also met the friends Professor Cutrie stayed with while he was out here last week.
For dessert with Sisiter Randle, I made two types of homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. I have now decided that I don't like the white chocolate chips — too sweet. I had two choices: white and semi-sweet chocolatechips with pecans OR semisweet chocolate without nuts. If I had made pecan and semi-sweet choc ships that would have been perfect. But the kids appreciated the no-nut option, as did Sterling. We met in Central Park to eat them. We got off the subway at 79th strreet (I think... ) and walked three blocks to the American Museum of Natural History. We entered the park on the north side of the museum. We found Diana Ross playground. Then ate our cookies on the other side of this big rock.
Next, we were off to Turtle Pond. It is located just south of the great lawn. Some fellows there were feeding them. I doubt hamburger bun is the best food., but they did say they also fed them hotdogs. Ah, a true city turtle. They were of the opinion that they didn't get enough food, but I doubt it. There is lots of vegitation in the pond. Although there isn't a central basking place — just several rocks on the south end of the pond. We'll have to go during the day and see how high the turtles are piled up in the sun. Red Ear Sliders are kid of the "rat" of turtles, they are overbread and commonly dumped when they are tired of as pets. Another man commented that there is really no place for the turtle to nest. However, he said, by naming Turtle Pond as such, it has been christened as the cast-off pet turtle dumping ground. I think the lack of a formal nesting place is a good thing and probably planned. They said there is a large snapper, a map, the native painted and a cooter. But they are all outnumberd by the red ear. This is a shot looking straight down from the observation deck. The largest turtles are the size of our female river cooter. Our pair are aobut 12 years old. The "babies" in the pictures appear to me to be at leat a couple years old. Of course captive turtles, when kept heated all year, can grow faster than naturally kept turtles
This fellow also feeds "George"a red-winged blackbird. He calls on a reed, or the top of the post, or from across teh pond and this man answers him. The man holds out his palm, filled with seed. George come and eats out of your hand. He said he will do it to anyone. A while back, a man claimed to have been attacked by a black bird. The bird landed on his outstretched hand and pecked until he drew blood. The man was inscensed and demanded the birds be detroyed. He was ignored.

The Bronx Zoo, an Old Friend and a New Friend

Roger and I attended Nobel Jr. High in Northridge, CA and Chatsworth High School. We endured Mr. Hyman Lubman for AP History, we had AP English together and of course, Play Production. We graduated in 1979. He, being much smarter than I, works with DNA and has lived in Connecticut for 2 years. He brought his six-year-old son, Justin, to the Bronx Zoo so we could meet again after 28 years. Jennifer and Justin hit it off and she couldn't quite understand why he wasn't coming to our house. When I asked her her favorite part of the day, she said it was making a new friend. Quint left the zoo early to meet Sterling's shuttle. He arrived about 6 pm. Then they took off for the skate park at Riverside Park at 108th. They got home a couple minutes before we got home from hour-long subway ride. Ah those holiday hours and changes. After dinner, we took Ster down to Times Square and Toys R Us. We got home at 11! Good thing this city never sleeps.

The City Quilter & Heckscher Playground

I decided we had waited long enough and Quint had something else to do... so Jennifer and I headed off to The City Quilter on Friday. I mistakenly thought I had seen it all (and owned it all) from the quilt stores in Utah. I was wrong. Jennifer had to walk to our next adventure and the shopping bag rode in the stroller. They have great stuff. Really cool felted dog kits and books, the neatest purse patterns and some fabric I coudn't live without. I resisted the felted dogs kits until I finish the other 100 or so UFOs in my studio. Check out their website. http://www.thecityquilter.com/
We met Q at Columbus Circle for a nutritious lunch of yet another hot dog in Central Park. A breeze was coming off the fountains, Jenifer was saying"cheese" and we had to test the new camera again. Chris Cutrie owns the same camera so he adjusted our default settings. When Sterling arrives, maybe we will post photos of another child. Though he will never sit on a wall, cock his head to the side and say "cheese."


The purpose of this trip to Central Park was to try out Heckscher Playground. Oh my gosh! We didn't know it's a WATER playground. Ah! the advantages of being young. Take off your top and get in the water. The playground has the cushy, non-slip floor of recycled tires — including the towers and elevated waterways kids can explore. Slides, tunnels and fountains, oh my! She would enter a tunnel from the towers on the left and pop up on the right side of the fountain. It was a nightmare to keep track of her, but she had a blast. She was soaked. And happy. And tired. We got home at 6:30 and she fell asleep while I was making dinner — and didn't wake up until morning. Now that was FUN. The shorts she wore have been soaking for three days. Wet metal slide, sand and water=dirty bum.

Fairway

There is neighborhood deli at Teiman and Claremont Streets (I think it's Columbia Deli) and then along 125th street, east of Broadway, toward Manhattanville is another grocery store. But Fairway is the big grocery store. It's been there about 6 years. Professor Cutrie came out to NYC on Thursday. He will be the advisor next year. So we took him to Fairway. This grocery store is also located in Harlem, but on the west side of Broadway, almost to the river, almost under the expressway and about 1/2 mile north of the I-House. (Quint says it's 1/4 mile, but when you are carting the groceries home, uphill, it feels like a MILE.) We found out they deliver for about $7. So DEAL! Here's a photo from the outside. Then Jennifer in the refrigerated ROOM. It is so cold, they have jackets for you to wear. The meat, dairy, fish, and perishables are in there. Dressed for a hot day, I wore sandals. I thought I would lose my toes! The delivery was wonderful. It took about an hour. I only had to cart the bags upstairs in the elevator. Three trips with the stroller. On the last visit to the grocery store I broke the plastic spokes on our $14.95 K-Mart grandma cart. I did find a hardware store in Harlem that sells the sturdy ones. $24.95 for a 4-wheeled one. I found the hardware store on the walk home from the Post Office. That evening we went to Dinosaur BBQ. It's actually across the street from Fairway.(Becasue you can never walk up and down that hill too many times ina day!) We got lucky. Only a 45 minutes wait... that turned into an hour and 15 minutes. Great food. Grocery shopping, the post office... then Dinosaur BBQ. That was enough walking for Thursday. On the way home from Fairway, at the corner before the hill is the Cotton Club. Outside the nightclub during the day is parked a car I think is funny.

Cupcakes in New York

Evidently, New Yorkers currently have this thing about cupcakes. The Magnolia Bakery is supposed to be the best... only I've heard it's the frosting and not the cake that's good. It's located in the Village on Sullivan Street. These cupcakes and two lemonades cost $13.50. Honest. I'm fairly certain now that they didn't charge me for the lemonades. I prefer the non-chocolate frosting. The chocolate has a liquor (liquer?) flavoring that I don't particularly like. And since I'm only familiar with rum (this is where I draw on my experience in Little Italy at the pastry shop back in 1979) I can"t tell you the flavoring they use. I'll stick to the pastel colors in the future. After the lemonade and chocolate cupcake I felt my body slipping into another diabetic coma. So I revived myself with half the purple iced one. I recovered nicely. Jennifer chose the chocolate with yellow frosting and sugar flower. We made her eat the cake. Otherwise she may have slipped into a coma also... or had a temper tantrum. We ate them in a park across the street. We have now had cupcakes from two bakeries: Magnolia's and Buttercup. Buttercup's frosting was higher than the cake itself. And the colors were amazingly vivid. I thought they were good too... in a diabetic coma kind of way. You really have to have a piece of cheese with them or milk. To cut the sweetness. Buttercups are a fraction of the cost also. Perhaps this is how Sterling can put himself thru college... or Clay thru law school. But I have my doubt that Utahns will pay $3.50 for one cupcake.View after dinner. We brought half the purple one and an entire chocolate one home. Quint made the sacrifice and ate them.
"The Students" tell me that this bakery is mentioned all the time on Saturday Night Live. I wouldn't know. Our Saturday Nights haven't been very lively since 2001 — especaily with 9 a.m. church. Although watching could give you something to repent of if you are lacking in that area.

Children's Museum of Manhattan

Tuesday's trip. What a blast! Four floors of water activities, exploring with Dora, NYC Firefighters, bus drivers, a grocery store, a bicycle delivery service, a sand kitchen, climbing structure, a talking crocodile that ate letters... AND SO MUCH MORE. 125 pictures more. We were there for 4 hours and I had to pull her away. It was great! She wanted to go again Wednesday.

Apple, Shrek 3, FAO Schwartz and Central Park. Oh, my feet!

The first item of the day on Monday was to take an iPhoto class at the Apple store on 5th Ave. at 9 a.m. You see, my computer is too slow. Perhaps because of the 10,000 photos on it. The recommendation is 3,000 — tops. So I found out the best way to back up and delete. So now my photos are on a fire wire and a video iPod. I just have to delete them from my library and begin a new library by pressing option at the start up. Speedy computer here I come!

After class I visited Pottery Barn, William Sonoma, and Crate & Barrel. That was fun. Walking home (via a N line) I saw a Lego sign in the third floor window. Strange. I had to check that out later. In the subway I realized that it was FAO Schwartz. We have been to the Apple store twice now and Quint said NOTHING. It's NEXT DOOR!

We saw a Shrek 3 in Times Square. Five stories up. We thought we had given ourselves enough time to get to the movie.... the escalators were fairly slow though and we were begining to have our doubts. Unlike Bryce, we liked it. And they have nice bathrooms. After the movie we went out onto a patio and looked down onto Broadway.


Before our Monday Family Home Evening in Central Park (Literary Walk and then the free Brass Concert), we spent 3 hours in FAO Schwarz. And it cost nothing... oh, I forgot, Q wanted to ride one of those simulator rides. We chose "Cosmic Collision." Jennifer played on the giant piano keyboard, held and cuddled every stuffed animal on the first floor. She waved the $125 light saber (Obi-won's blue one) on the third floor, posed with Lego Chewbacca and then played on a baby slide for 30 minutes with a 2-year-old on the first floor.


They have nice bathrooms too.

I Belong to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

...so the song goes. We attend the Morningside Heights Ward and it meets at 9:30 am in the Lincoln Center building. The bulding is located at Broadway and Columbus across from the Lincoln Center.
I have attended church in this building twice before: in high school while on the Thespian Broadway trip and again when I was at the NY Stationary Show researching my scrapbook store. Only now it is different. It has been remodeled and has a temple inside two of the four floors. Hence the Angel Moroni on the top of the building. Last Sunday was Stake Conference. The meeting was broadcast to three buildings in this stake and throughout New England in 8 languages. Spanish, Mandarin, Catonese, ASL, Korean and English are the languages I remember. The meeting was very good. Elders Monson, Erying and Robert Oaks spoke with Susan Tanner. It was broadcast from the Conference Center in SLC. We sat next to a gentleman who was made an Elder that day. He attends the Harlem Ward and invited us to visit them this coming week. That will be fun!
I bought a smaller electric mixer. Jennifer had never licked the beaters before. She prefers dough to cookies so this was quite the treat. I made M&M Cookies for "Dessert with Sister Randle." I invite the students over for dessert every Sunday night. Maye it's a little part of home. And I get to eat a cookie without the temptation of eating the entire batch. They are gone in 60 seconds. Survival of the fastest. And all my walking isn't in vane.
Since it had been cold, I told them to come to our apartment. I didn't want to freeze on the patio. Most of the students came this week and we even had five guests. 3 other BYU interns from other departments, finance and graphic art, and two other I-House residents, one from India and one from Germany.

Jennifer calls them all "Students" whether she is addressing them individually or as a group. I'm not much better. Ask my kids. I'm lousy with names. I need to study the photo roster Quint made.

When is a Museum NOT a Museum

"It's supposed to have displays and plaques to read. You are supposed to learn something while you are here." According to Dr. Randle, " This is not a museum, this is an archive." There. He's quoted on a blog. Maybe he can use it in a research paper. To paraphrase he said that this was just like sitting and watching TV-- a waste of time. I personally didn't want to use my NYC time watching an archived show of Seinfeld. So we only stayed 3 hours.... watching a fraction of a Beatles documentary... a history of Superbowl commericals, a Muppet show with John Cleese, and maybe something else. I can't remember.

We began Saturday with a walk up 5th Avenue in the rain. That was the fun part. The street was closed and there were venders on either side. We then arrived at the Museum of Televison and Radio. You may order and view archived TV shows; however, the seats in the theaters were hard waiting-room chairs. Not all the archived footage worked after it was ordered. Oh well. The bathrooms were clean.

So we walked a couple more blocks and went to the "World of Disney Store." Capitalism at it's finest. Pirates making balloon swords and then staging fights on the first floor and Cinderella and her mice on the third floor. Jennifer was in heaven.

I tried to get Quint into Bloomingdales, but no luck. We walked several blocks to TGI Friday's for dinner. Jennifer brought her baby and told us she had to feed her after dinner. Okay. I forgot she didn't bring a bottle and why would she use a bottle anyway? As John would say, "Do you nurse?"

I was successful in getting Quint into the Container Store after dinner.

The most successful part of the day was the stroller. We attached the rain cover and Jennifer was warm and dry — so much so she slept for 2 hours in the museum. This is a few days before in front of the Versace store. You can barely make out the clear rain cover.

Waiting at the subway, Jennifer was thrilled when she saw "fluffy" the mouse running around the tracks. She is determined to find the place the Ninja Turtles and Shredder live. She looks out the window trying to see "Master" and the exact place on the subway tracks.

American Girls and Modern Art

She was an American Girl! No, not the Tom Petty song... the doll and even better in NYC... the PLACE! Jennifer and I headed out for 5th Ave and 49th Street. We put the plastic covering over the stroller in case of rain. It helped with the cold wind. She was so warm she fell asleep on the subway. We took the 1 to 96th and then transferred to the 2 or 3, then got off at Times Square. The reasoning is that there are elevators at Time Square and I don't have to lift her up stairs in the stroller or worse — wake her up! I don't mind walking the 3 blocks over and 7 blocks up... as long as I am going the right way! I usually get an extra block in at the begininng of each trip.
We made it to American Girl Place. All 4 floors of it. It's quilte the store. It's very fun. They actually had an opening for late lunch. Quite the fancy lunch we had! First of all, they have special chairs for the dolls. We brought Bitty Baby with us. She sat up to the table, next to Jennifer. First, we chose pink lemonade and ate our first course: two mini cinnimon rolls and fruit, veggies, dips, chicken salad tarts, and a pretzel roll served from a footed ceramic platter. Then we had our main course: Jennifer had chicken fingers, macaroni and cheese and a fruit skewer. The fruit was cut into hearts and stars. I had vegetable quiche with spring salad. Jennifer saved one of her strips and the fruit skewer for dinner and Quint had half of my quiche. Dessert was a flower dirt cup of chocolate mousse, a shortbread cookie and a heart-shaped cake. Our napkins were tied with a pink daisy, there was a black polka-dot box, tied with pink ribbon, filled with fun questions for conversation. There were silk flowers in a shiny little watering can on the table. This is a special hanger in the bathroom in which to place your doll! I couldn't resist this photo op.











After lunch we browsed the store — several times. The first floor has a doll's hair salon, this year's limited edition doll, and the library. The second floor is the doll hospital and I can't remember what else... more doll stuff. The third floor has the American Girls Dolls, clothes and accessories. You can get a card holder and then little cards are available in front of the displays. If you want something, you take the card and put it in your folder. Then give your folder to the cashier. Or you can just collect the cards. The third floor also houses the theatre. The fourth floor has Bitty Baby, all of the clothes, accessories and the cafe.

After several hours... we were off to Talbots, via Versace, Rockefeller Center, several churches, the World of Disney Store (we ony did one floor!) and then we joined Dad and the students at 6 pm for a free evening at the Museum of Modern Art. We saw Vincent Van Goghs' Starry Night, Monet's Water Lilies and Agapatha's. Many works by Picasso, Frida's self-portrait in short hair, Toulouse-Lautrec, Jackson Pollock... and those are just the names I remember. We didn't get to the Andy Worhol soup cans. Another day... when Sterling comes. We got home a little before 9. We stopped at the cafeteria downstairs to microwave our lunch for dinner.

Bitty Baby had to try on her new outfit and eat dinner. Jennifer has decided to call her Nick Jr. Oh well... it's been 3 weeks without TV but you can't tell.

Today was "Wicked" Awesome!

My camera died and we got a new one yesterday. However, I have to do all that techno stuff before I can download any new photos from it... I've taken 3. So you will have to bear with my 1,000 words instead.

Last night at dinner, Anna, one of the interns told me about a ticket lottery they do with "Wicked." Two hours before each performance, they have a lottery. So I decided to try to get tickets for today's matinee. Anna has tried 7 times for the evening performance. I figured I needed to start ASAP. They are first and second row seats.

Jennifer and I left the apartment at 10:45. We had to be at the ticket office on Broadway and 51st at 11:30. We stood in line and I wrote my name on a green card (remember it's Wicked... everything is green). You may sign up until noon and then the cards go into a gold spinning mesh cylinder. Then the fun begins. They call names — I suppose the number depends upon the day. This afternoon they called about 20 names. If they call your name and you have a picture ID and cash, you can buy two tickets.... for $26.25 each. My name was called! The show is at 2 pm.

I called Anna and offered her the second ticket, if she was able to get off work. (A fine chaperone I would be for getting an intern fired for leaving work early.) We sat on the front row. Stage left. I was on the inside aisle. Our row had three seats. Get this... the third seat on our row was sold to a fellow from Westminster College, in Salt Lake City, here on vacation. Only he bought his ticket a couple months ago... for over $70. I didn't tell him how much we paid.

The show is incredible. The fun part for me is that I was close enough to actually see the costume details. It is such a great show... And now I feel for the Wicked Witch and almost energetic enough to want to do costumes again.

It was raining when we got out of the theater. It has been fairly humid today. Jennifer's hair is still straight — mine is not. Now it is pouring.

Jennifer went to a new park while I was at the theatre and met up with the next door neighbors after school. It's across Broadway in the projects. The daddies took took the daughters. Then after dinner, they came over for popcorn and to play. Eva and Tara are from Croatia. Eva is in Kindergarten, Tara is 3. Their dad is doing post-graduate work here.

We Interrupt this Blog for a Commerical

The challenge with a real playground is the dirt. I thought it was the sandbox. But the real culprit is the metal slide. Whatever it is... it doesn't come out. Until I bought OxyClean. Not the spray stuff — that didn't work. The powder stuff! Made into a paste and left on top of the wet seats of 3 pair of shorts and a pair of capris overnight. Voila! Now Jennifer will have a designated pair of orange playground shorts.
Otherwise we would have to have visited Gymboree while here in NYC. That could have proved fatal... to the vacation budget.

Dramatic Weight Loss... and Gains

If you are really smart, you will be able to calculate how much I really weigh. But at this point, until I am down to pre-Sterling pregnancy weight — (another Miracle on 34th St.) I'm keeping quiet. I only know one nuclear physicist... so I'm not worried.

Just in case you are wondering (the writing is very small here). I weigh 1.111 lbs on the sun (less the actual dehydration factor) and 2.131 Trillion lbs. on a Neutron Star. So although I'd lose weight trying to move my body around.... I'd obviously not be able to move on a the star. This reminds me of the scale they have at Griffith Park Observatory in Hollywood. You stand on it and it tells you how much you (don't weight) on the moon. Maybe they have one here... we haven't hit that floor yet. BTW, Jennifer weighs the same. So either it's a general estimate for the entire population or the scales are exhausted.

On the subject of weight... for Mother's Day at the beginning of Relief Society they passed out cupcakes from a neat little bakery (Buttercup Bakery). The frosting was as high as the cupcake itself. I could feel my body fighting a diabetic coma during the lesson. Evidently it's not even the best and so I proceeded to get a list of 5 bakeries after church was over. Like that was a good idea... But if I walk to and from each one, it won't be a problem! As your self-assigned representative, I will carefully review each one and report back.

American Museum of Natural History

We went to the museum for the second Saturday (hence the family pass purchase). Yesterday, we did the first and third floors (Space, North American Mammals, Ocean life, primates, geology, NW Indians). Last week we did part of the fourth floor (dinosaurs and African Mammals). In "A Night at the Museum" you think that the displays are taken from this museum. But so far, the only thing that has been remotely the same is this statue. Teddy Roosevelt is a statue outside the museum. Anyway, Jennifer saw it and she said, "Gum Gum!" After we took this picture, another girl walked up and said the same thing. Scary, huh. At least it gets them into the museum. Memorial Day weekend starts the new exhibit of FROGS!!!!! Including 200 live ones. Now that will be fun! If we do one floor each time we come, we may be able to see the entire museum before we leave — and still like each other at the end of the day.