Jocelyn is no longer a baby, well, she’ll always be my baby, but there’s nothing babyish about her anymore. And boy does she have energy, what I would give for a fraction of that spunk, I’d be a whole lot more productive if I had enough get-up-and-go to run laps and laps around the living room. We usually find more productive releases for Jocelyn’s pent up wiggles, most likely involving walks and the park, but when it rains, we have fewer options. Yesterday it was down-right dreary, cold and yucky out, a day adults would be happy to spend curled up on a couch with hot cocoa and a good book. Not our little girl though, yesterday by lunch she was getting a bit stir crazy. So when Matthew suggested we check out the Lawrence Berkeley Hall of Science, we all piled in the car and drove up the hill.
There was a nice area specifically for preschool age children, with fun activities, a little puppet theater and lots of things to crawl on and touch.
Jocelyn had a grand time, running around, staring at other kids, chatting up the other parents.
She probably would have stayed there until she ran out of steam completely, she had such a good time. A great way to spend a rainy afternoon.
