A day at the museum

December 28, 2013

My dad and brother came for a quick Christmas visit. Seems sad that they're heading home already. We waited so long for the holidays to get here then poof they're done.

My dad is brilliant. He knows something about everything, especially history.

We took him to a couple museums while he was here. He's a walking history lesson.

Mary and I soaked in the information Gramps gave up.

From old-time washing machines to coal powered irons. One thing is for sure, it makes me glad I live now rather than back then. I think women worked hard from dusk until dawn back then. I would not have survived.

Mr. Beans kind of took off on is own and enjoyed some of the hands on activities.

Mary is a history nut too, in fact she's said her dream job would be to work in a museum. She better hang out with Gramps as much as possible. (My dad still wears the Farm Credit hat I gave him almost 20 years ago.)

I think any museum would greatly benefit from hiring on my dad to lead tours. I suggested he should apply and start a second career. Although the museum tried to label as many things as possible, there's no way that labels can fully explain how things were used as well as my dad can describe it.

The good thing about excursions is that they're usually accompanied by some type of food. Mary took us to Rudy's, a BBQ joint on the west side of town.

I love places that have old-time décor like this. You know it's going to be good before you even walk in the door.

Is there anything that tastes more refreshing than a bottle of soda?

I chose a root beer. Love the bottle!

The next big decision is what to have...brisket, chicken, pork, turkey???

Mr. Bean's first choice was to have a bag of chips and a soda. He's not too adventurous when it comes to food. His mom talked him into trying the chicken...the smallest portion was half a chicken. He chowed down on it pretty good--a much better choice than chips and a soda.