At The Museum of Natural History
In the end of March when mummi (my mother) was visiting us, we went to the museum of natural history here in Stockholm. Daniel wanted to see some dinosaur bones. At the museum he kept running from one place to the next and didn't stop and look at anything. He couldn't care less about the bones. The thing that got most his attention was a boat they had in the water section. A boat. Yawn. But we're culturally more educated now. We'd better be. Because the next time I'll take him anywhere remotely cultural at all will be in the next decade.
