Where Everybody Knows Your Name

We’ve been going to the Children’s Museum Tucson pretty much every week for almost two years now. We’re regulars. We’re greeted enthusiastically when we show up. The employees have watched our kids grow up and are as excited about their growth as we are. Shimri and Shimei were 8 months old when we started. They’re 2.5 now. I watched them practice their developing walking skills with the shopping carts in the store area. It’ll be fun to watch Izri grow up there too.

We’ve made lots of different crafts, colored, glued, painted, read lots of stories, made lots of discoveries, seen trucks and alligators. We get seasonal decorations that the kids have made. They get to pretend and meet new kids. We have our own names for all of the rooms. We have our favorites. I know where I’m most likely to find each of my kids if they go missing.

And I don’t worry about them a whole lot there because, like I said, we’re regulars. Everyone knows our names and watches out for my kids.

Well, everyone knows their names. I’m not sure how many of them actually know my name though.

But I’m cool being known simply as their mom.

And yes, now that we have two girls and two boys we have a lot of fun dressing our girl “twins” and our boy “twins” when we go. Izri was wearing a shirt that matched Shimei’s today. (It also makes it easier for everyone to keep track of them).