One thing to do in a heat wave is to find someplace air conditioned.
So this morning my husband and I took our three-year-old grandson to the Boston Children’s Museum, a magical and air-conditioned place that is celebrating its 100th year.
It was packed. Many other families had had the same idea.
We liked playing with the waterfall and pulling a rope that caused a tennis ball to shoot high in the air and cutting out leaves for an art collage and engaging in countless other playtime learning experiences.
Probably the only problem from the 3-year-old’s point of view was that grandparents have such short attention spans.
We were also able to take in the Boston Fire Museum, which is close by. And before we left the area, we watched the tour boat White Pearl out of New Bedford spray hoses on a ghostly pirate ship in Fort Point Channel.



I think this is remarkably insightful: “the only problem from the 3-year-old’s point of view was that grandparents have such short attention spans.”
At one of our family thanksgivings, my toddler granddaughter and her great-great grandmother kept replaying the same “where did Bambi go” moment (doesn’t matter what that means, could be anything that engages a child) with each other, until the rest of us yawned and wished they’d quit that, already.
A friend of mine helped me see it differently when she reminded me that time is very different for the very young and the very old.
Our grandson would get quite absorbed in something, and we would say, “Let’s go look at more stuff.” He was remarkably patient with us.
Maybe schools (and the number of ADD diagnoses) would change if people started considering that perhaps it’s the adults who have an attention-deficit. 😉
I’m with you!