Going with the flow

How do you prepare for a lazy Saturday, a visit to the museum, two toddlers, and loads of camera equipment? You don't. Instead, you go with the flow.
Going with the flow comes a little more naturally to a toddler named Caleb than to his mommy.

First things first, you go to the butterfly house and stare at all the pretty things fluttering about.

Make sure your friend Liam is close by.  Sprinting away from adult supervision is better done in pairs.

 

Make friends with the biggest butterfly in the room. This one landed on Caleb's shoulder, though we were unsuccessful at catching one on our finger.

 

 

 

 

Catching a Caleb is surprisingly easier than catching a butterfly.  Uncle Rick is a pro!

 

Next, meet an older woman.  She will lead you through the butterfly house, weaving you through crowds of people, holding your hand tightly.

And if you are Caleb, you'll let her. Because you have a thing for the ladies.

 
And then suddenly you'll be all done. You'll want nothing to do with your new female companion.

 

You might even try to escape out the back door. 

We adults listen and watch for clues that tell us when you are ready to move on. This is one of those signs that only a parent could understand. Who knew! Tugging on a door handle means "I want out."

So we move on naturally to the farm to look at the goats and the donkey, which you will call a cow.  Because you love animal sounds so much, you will be content mooing at the goats and donkey.

Until of course, you get the itch to go dancing in the music room.

 This is where you really shine, showing off those moves.

 

Oh, those moves.

Moves only a mother could love. Well, a mother and a father and all those who have seen you dance, really.

And we end with blocks, something constructive.

Now that is how you spend a Saturday morning.