We went to the Tate Modern yesterday. It has to be one of the world's best museums for kids. Currently, there's this bleak and fun installation that supposed to resemble a shelter for people and art in a post-apocalyptic world. It includes bunk beds that the kids can climb on and big sculptures for them to run around. They had a blast.
Every day when I pick up Josephine from school, she has a story about another kid misbehaving. I remember when Pascale was almost 3, she did the same thing. It's like they're just starting to see the difference between good and bad behavior, and are very quick to point out the bad. Josephine's stories are all about who did not listen that day. Not listening must be the cardinal sin in her preschool. One little girl even got kicked out of ballet class for not listening. It's a tough preschool world.
Bath time
Josephine made a crown and magic wand at school, then Pascale made some for herself when we got home.
at the Tate Modern
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