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I decided on a whim yesterday that we would go to the ICA. I've always wanted to go and Rich was gone getting smart somewhere, so I was off the hook for dinner, and Jonas was cranky, and admission on Thursday evenings is just the right price.

I had the thought before we left that this might be bad idea; getting on the T during commuting hours, going to a museum where your kid could possibly touch something worth who knows what and break it, and then just having a crazy cranky kid.
But we had a great time, all except 2 mins on the T when Jonas decided to lay on the floor crying and kick the man sitting next to us. Maybe he deserved it, but probably not.
I asked Jonas what he thought about this Mark Bradford piece and he gave me this look... yep that's what I thought too.


Museums are kind of our thing lately so if you are 1) a grandma who likes Jonas pics or 2) a fan of two cute boys looking at fish click here.