Sunday night we made our return to Strong Museum after more than four years. The last time we were able to go was for a free night through Jacob's brain study in January 2019. Carter went on a field trip this past summer, but we hadn't been able to go as a family in years. It's terrible, I suppose, since Carter is rapidly growing out of the last of his peak years for the museum, but the pandemic and the museum's germy hands-on nature didn't really inspire me to rush back. They're in the midst of some expansions, too, so I suppose the tendency is to wait until all of the new stuff is open to get more bang for your buck. But offer me a free visit and I am all over that! We have done that a few times in the past, both through the brain study and also for special nights courtesy of a company I have an investment through (thanks to my grandma), but those disappeared over the pandemic and I was so excited to finally get an invite to another one! Even better that it was the night before the first official day of February break! Unfortunately, Jacob decided to stay home to relax and do some homework. We told him he was welcome to come, but we were concerned he'd get bored and spend most of the two-and-a-half hours complaining, so we suggested that if he couldn't help himself, he should really stay home.
This was our first time parking in the new parking ramp (thankfully it was free--it's now another thing that normally needs to be paid for) and coming in the relocated entrance. Construction is still ongoing and eventually there will be a cool new atrium entrance. Our first stop was in the storybook area because Carter loved this one spot when he went on his field trip. It was a detective-themed section with a hidden room you got into through a bookcase, a two-way mirror, a painting with eye holes, and spooky sounds you could trigger from the hidden room. Then, on our way through to the back of the museum, Carter had to try the sword in the stone!
Our next stop was the pinball room. It's always a favorite! I played a couple rounds of Hot Wheels pinball and stunk at the kid-sized-but-challenging Super Mario machine, while Carter did Indiana Jones, The Simpsons, a basketball one, and Tron.
Our next stop was the butterfly exhibit. While it's not Carter's favorite (and Craig wouldn't even go in), I always like doing it at these events because it's free. Normally it's an upcharge on an already expensive ticket, so when I don't have to pay, I want to take advantage. And it's sort of like the zoo--it's always different and you never know what you might see! I used to be terrified of these sorts of things, but I have apparently desensitized myself over the years...even if they are still a bit buggy! I no longer have a panic attack, but swoop too close to my head and I can't promise I won't shriek a little!
| The unimpressed facial expression always amuses me. |
I always wander around fruitlessly chasing butterflies for a photo op. I didn't get all the ones I wanted to, but I did get a couple good ones.
I spent a while chasing down blue morphos but none of them wanted to open their wings so I could take a picture of the vibrant blue inside. The outside is intricate, but is brown and a little too moth-like for me. A couple were nicely posed but wouldn't open, and then we saw a girl who randomly had one on her finger. I just caught it!
This is what the outside looks like. Amazing, but too insect-y for my tastes.
One more for the road...
I finally gave up and it was back out to check out the rest of the museum. On the way there, Carter did the photo op where it looks like you're a superhero climbing the building. It took a couple tries but I think he nailed it!
Guess who won?
While they were playing I checked out a couple other spots toward the former front of the museum that's now closed off to the outside. They added a ropes course over the Bill Gray's diner that wasn't open but looks fun. I also stopped by the fish tanks on my way through. I liked this picture.
And I couldn't help but grab a selfie with the Count on my way back! I miss going into the Sesame Street area, but thank goodness we didn't--we barely had any time as it was!
In fact, we're outgrowing a lot of the stuff, like the mini Wegmans and some of the climb-and-crawl spaces. It's a strange feeling, but not entirely terrible. Big kid stuff is fun, too...just different.
There is a certain sobriety brought on by seeing your childhood toys in a museum. Barbies, Smurfs, Care Bears, early battery-operated toys that were precursors to handheld video games, my favorite computer game...each case brought back another memory or reminded me I'm just old enough to have my childhood remembered like that in a formal museum setting. It's a little strange. But man, was it a great time to grow up!
Craig and Carter loved the Star Wars game. They didn't quite beat the Death Star, but they did enough to make the Ewoks cheer!
By this point we were running out of time. We walked into the Toy Hall of Fame section and played with a couple things, and before we knew it, it was just about time to go. We did a quick run into the crooked room, and this video sort of cracked me up. It's so hard and disorienting to walk in this wacky space. And that's why they have pads on the walls!
On our way out, we discovered that the trophy in the winner's circle could actually be picked up. So of course Carter had to get another picture like this!
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