Sometimes you need to sit in a shoe

Seriously.  I wander off to go see what the little kids are doing?  And this is what the 13yo does.

Well, who *wouldn’t* want to climb into a shoe?  Duh.

Yes, the 6yo is a monkey.  Wish gymnastics classes weren’t so cost prohibitive.  Kid would totally thrive in gymnastics, and hey, would also help get his energy out.

This girl and her riding critters.  We had to go check out the other children’s museum.

Had to pose after having fun building, well, something.  Was walls, a castle, and who knows what else.

Most of the fun is knocking it all over.

They had fun at the children’s museum.  They weren’t exactly thrilled when I told them time was up and we had to go.

Cheese!

Not quite real dinosaurs

Petting a baby dinosaur.  The workers walked around with these little things.  I think they were animated, kinda twitchy and such.  Only the 10yo had the guts to pet it, the 8yo and 6yo shied away from it.  Weird little kids.

I wish I had a good camera.  Household cameras died, so all I have is my sad little cell phone.  Need to work on that.  But fun photo, in the inside of a T. Rex’s mouth is okay.

Trying to run away from the tyrannasaurus rex.  This kid continually cracks me up.

She likes riding things.  But for some reason she refused to ride the actual dinosaur rides.

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Mining Tour, Part 7

Now on to the jail!  The kids kinda didn’t want to stop here.  But since I was the only one driving, I outvoted them.  Once they got over the whole stopping in a random little town thing, they had fun.  It’s a super fantastic one, The Deer Lodge Museum.  An extra fun bonus?  You buy your admission and tickets, and do your thing.  But!  Keep your receipt!  Keep your receipt and you can go back one more time within the year following your receipt date!  Which you may need, it’s a whole lot of museums (yes, more than one!) to get into.


Of course they all climbed into the old car.  Of course.  And who’s at the wheel?  Yup, the car crazy child.

It’s so cool.   Like Shawshank Redemption, but smaller.  So neat to be able to wander around it though.

Look at how thick those outside walls are!

This flat spot is where the gym and classroom used to be.  No longer there, but still.

An old shift schedule up on a wall.  Still almost filled in from back in the 70’s.

Right when you walk into the building.

The visitation room.

The medical office.  They did all manner of things there.  That tripped out the kids, that there weren’t different rooms/offices for each specialty.

Oh yes, the riot.  Yes, my 10yo correctly identified a bazooka.  I’m not sure whether to be proud, or a little concerned.  Going with proud for the moment.

Things they shouldn’t have made in their cells.  Lots of shivs, eh?  Certainly can’t fault their creativity.

Who knew circuit breakers and typewriters were so neato?

This is where they had the execution area.  Trippy, eh?

Hahaha.  Their facial expressions crack me up.  This was basically solitary.  Bad guys lived here.

Then we had enough time to check out the caboose here.  A little different than the one in Ritzville, but still cool.


Yup.  Story of my life.

The last spike.  And I swear they dressed themselves.  Just so happened they chose all red, that was amusing.