K: We are going in. Do you remember the two rules about museums?
O: Quiet talking and no touching.
O: But those are the two hardest things in the whole widest world. I know, if I feel like feeling a painting, I'll just touch my nose instead.
We stayed outside for nearly our entire visit. The children's garden was a huge hit.
Then, we attempted the main house.
After a pep talk about museum etiquette and promises of cookies, we visited several galleries and touched our noses a lot. O thought that The Blue Boy looked very sad because he didn't have any one to play with. I agree. I wonder what she'll think of the Gutenberg Bible. Maybe next time.
We took selfies in the bathroom (babies and buttons), had a subpar lunch at the cafe (packing a picnic next time), and had, by all accounts, a stellar day.
The camellias were all in bloom and it was nice to forget we live in a city for a minute, and even nicer to be back in that city when we were were done.
Can't recommend enough, a thirty minute drive and a world away.
Where do you escape to when you only have an afternoon?