Winter break has been a lot of fun for Liv and me! We've hung out and done some "girl bonding stuff." Also she's found she LOVES that new V-smile hand held we bought her for Christmas. Just goes to show she's Fred's daughter. Maybe it's genetic? (har de har har.)
Anyway, my tiny tot likes to turn over the couch cushions, grab a pillow which hasn't made it upstairs yet from post-surgery, and make herself a nest for playing V-smile. It's adorable!
And then, a couple days ago, we got all dolled up and went to the Art Museum. It was Liv's first trip and she LOVED it. (I thought she would.) Think of all the fancy gowns in the portraits! And then all the medieval armor she loved because of the heroic princes and princesses in her movies.
She zipped around amongst display cases, gasping and pointing to the vast amusement of the other patrons. "Mama! Look at this!!" Happily, I got to show her some of the pieces that were my favorites when I was her age. Didn't mean much to her since she had her own favs, but it did my heart a world of good and gave me some moments I'll remember for the rest of my life.
The mummies? Not so much. She really wanted to see them. But then, as it turns out, she's watched too much Scooby Doo and became suspicious they'd reanimate and chase her around the museum. Unfortunately, she didn't really get alarmed until we got a good look at them, so mama here blythely took a photo of her with a sarcophagus. The look on her face probably should have clued me in, huh?
Nonetheless, we ate at Puck's, shopped at the Museum shop and had a grand old time. Best of all? She wants to go back! I think I might've died and gone to heaven.
