Frigid temperatures and pre-mastitis couldn’t keep us cooped up another day. After Mom and Ben took a morning nap, we headed to the Children’s Museum of Atlanta, which I discovered is only about 10 minutes from our house. I know we have an Atlanta address, but I am always pleasantly surprised when I drive downtown.
The museum wasn’t the best or largest children’s museum we have visited, but there was an area in the back with a fenced in baby area, water table, tree house, and library. I sat on the squishy baby area floor while Benjamin mouthed 35 new toys, Gavin climbed the tree house and caught fish, and Megan read.