Happy, happy Monday! Whooo hooo.
I am not serving food today. You will have to bring your own to the potluck. Deal, people. Deal. (rebel tendency #1)
On Friday my mom and I took the three boys to the Dallas Museum of Art. The place is fantastic. The kids were very interested in many of the things we saw. They were as well behaved as boys ages 2,4 and 7 could ever, ever expect to be. BUT that didn’t stop the staff of the DMA from yelling at us for the following (rebel tendencies #2-#5):
1. We had just gotten into the building. We were walking down the hall that lead to the galleries. I want to emphasize that there wasn’t a piece of art within 100 yards of us when my 3 boys ran up an empty staircase in the corridor. *gasp* Then they ran down. *gasp* A DMA staff member ran to me quietly shouting, “children should NOT be on the stairs unassisted. They could fall and hurt themselves.” I assured her that they have been independent in their stair climbing for years. I had actually been proud of them for choosing an appropriate area to run off excess energy. Whatever. (Rebel tendency #2)
2. The boys had been told not to touch anything. They had followed this throughout the museum. Toward the end, Rhett(2) found a glass case that contained some really cool drawings. He pointed to them. His pointer finger touched the glass case. *gasp* A museum employee ran to us and sternly reprimanded my 2 y/o for putting a finger print on a glass case that was sitting on the floor. Really? Of all the things he could accidentally touch this seems like something that did no harm. Whatever. (Rebel tendency #3)
3. When we entered the museum I had checked to see if they had a photography ban. Nothing was posted. I had taken pictures (many are in my yesterday’s post) throughout (without flash…the art is so beautifully lit). I took the picture of the random father/daughter because the moment unfolded right before me. *gasp* A museum employee flew across the room to give me a 10 minute lecture on what artwork could be photographed. According to my lesson, you can only photograph art that was a GIFT to the museum. Hmmmmmm. I missed the whole part where anything in the museum wasn’t a gift from a foundation, person or taxpayer (me!). Whatever. (Rebel tendency #4)
I know! Right now you are thinking…WHO IS SHE? Where is our perky, harmless Holly?
Rotten Sweet potatoes. (Rebel tendency #6)
I just realized that I skipped rebel tendency #5…and I am not even going to change it. (I know! I know!)
I am going to switch this segment around a little today (rebel tendency #7) to throw AllTop.com under the bus (rebel tendency #8). I have been watching my stats and have received a total of 14 visits through the AllTop.com site. I have been responsible for at least 4 of those (rebel tendency #9). So, should I go join the much more fun AllMediocre.com hosted by my favorite blogging buddy, Meg? Please vote with your comments. (yes, that would be rebel tendency #10)
Oh, I gave that slogan to Meg while still listed on AllTop.com. (rebel tendency #11)
So today I am off to celebrate Ryan’s last day of school. Last day? Celebrate? Would it be wrong of me to dread that summer starts tomorrow (rebel tendency #12)…
#12 …me too. Every freakin’ year I have a panic attack about summer and my loss of self and me-time and have a big old pity party, me, me, me, me, me.
You are a rebel! I’m so not ready for school to end. Not even close.
That slogan cracks me up! 🙂
Rebels rule. Keep on keepin’ on.
I knew I liked you, must be all that rebellion inside you!
I like the rebel tendencies!
Those museum employees are hardasses, aren’t they? I could totally do that job.
Your kids were better behaved than mine would have been, I’m sure.
Sounds like the DMA doesn’t really want families with children visiting. I am impressed that your 2 year old only touched that one think. I could never to Jack Jack anywhere that didn’t allow lots of touching and running and jumping and throwing…
I think the guards at DMA were sick of us and tended to walk away when we came near them– we kept asking ‘which elevator takes us to..’ and ‘have you seen our children’—truly, our group kept taking stairs so we had to try to find them after taking odd blue and red elevator combos because there was not one elevator to take us everywhere. When we got home, the boys’ said their favorite part was the elevator but that’s better than the girls. Their favorite was the giant ‘Prince Caspien’ poster on a building a block away from the museum! We won’t be going to the Louvre for a while 😉
Wow, those museum guards sound as if they’re Soviet immigrants… That’s what we ALWAYS encounter here… And the comments are made in such a way to make sure that I know they think I suck as a parent and my children are wild heathens.
You’re sooo right about your tax money funding the museu, so go #$#*&(!!….
I think your boys should be quite proud of their wonderful behavior. It’s so exciting when they enjoy a museum!!! Perhaps you should really piss off those guards and become regular visitors!!!
Oh… those poor sweet potatoes… We can’t get them here, and they can easily cost $10 or *more* per potato here… ENJOY them for me the next time before they rot…
It’s good to be a rebel once you have kids. I’m just impressed you took them to an art museum and not a petting zoo.