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I've been to the Lincoln museum before and it was incredible. Going there also acheived our promise to Dallas the O's trip would be educational enough to justify missing some school days. What I didn't realize is how awkward is it to have a preschooler at a museum where much of the content was regarding our Nation's darkest period. I quickly realized taking a nearly four-year-old to a museum about slavery and war was a lot less fun than visiting one about trains. Fortunately/unfortunately, the linear exhibit has a dark room Henry was afraid of, so we couldn't go through past Mrs Lincoln's dresses, so he didn't see much. There was an interactive, hands on section, where I spent time with the kids while my mom supervised O's educational experience.
We had a fun dinner with some STL med school friends. Brad, or Scooter Brad as we think of him, was famous for commuting to med school on an old Honda dirt bike. Scooter Brad and his lovely wife Brooke have four boys, and Henry had the time of his life playing at their house.
As we drove from their home to the hotel, Henry was shouting the awkward questions all parents fear from the back of the van. "Will Caesar get old and die?"
"Why don't girls have a penis?"
Two other fun bonuses about being in Springfield: Their McDonald's have Diet Dr Pepper, and they are Cardinals Country. You won't find any of those dirty Cubs fans here.
Hey now, Josh does bathe fairly regularly...
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