The Gallery

I took B to the Gallery of Art today. It actually wasn't very smart of me because he had a cranky morning. However, the thought of spending the day in J's apartment with Cranky Pants was enough to drive me to drinking before 10am. So, we ate an early lunch and were out the door by 12:15pm. Did I mention B cried in his bed until after 8pm and awoke at 6am? Oh, and he took a whopping 30 minute nap in the morning? Yes, I took him to an art museum. It seemed like the logical thing to do. Believe it or not he did well. I reclined his stroller seat in the hope that he would nod off, but of course he did not. Fortunately, there were no breakdowns for either of us :) I was even able to enjoy the exhibit! I do love walking around an art museum and wondering what it must have been like to create something that 1000s of people 100s of years later are still admiring. After returning home I allowed B to cry himself to sleep. Let's hope he makes the most of this nap. I'm not sure I can handle a repeat of this morning!