Last weekend, we hopped into the car and headed over to the Denver Children’s Museum again.


I like to paint here …


… mostly because nobody cares when I go off-canvas.


Dad and I made this handy orange juice container purse in the museum’s wood shop. It comes in handy when shopping for fake groceries.


Once you buy fake ingredients at this museum, you can cook them in the kitchen.


Sometimes, the fake ingredients can fool even me.


Fake food wasn’t filling me up, so we stopped at one of our favorite vegetarian restaurants. It’s frequented mostly by fake artists who have tattoos and wish they were living in the East Village in 1974.


Yeah, I have no patience for them either.

It is enrichment time, people!

Roar at the cubs