Deciding to travel to the Yale Peabody Museum at 9:30pm the night before just goes to show how easy it was to make the decision and the drive to get there. We are now at the point in our travel adventures that choosing to go can occur at a moment's notice. My bag of tricks is stocked with diapers and wipes. The boys are well satisfied with a cup of Cheerios for breakfast in the car. If all else fails, there's a drive-through Starbucks up the block to calm any last-minute battle scar that may have ensued upon trying to exit the house in an orderly fashion (a delicious beverage for Momma and some cake pops for the boys).

I threw some snacks and some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches into a bag and off we went. The museum sits on the Yale Campus and is one of the oldest and largest natural history museums in the world. Even if you are not a dinosaur lover, upon entering The Great Hall, you can't help but feel humbled by the massive Apatosaurus that towers over you. Daniel, John, and our friend Lily were intrigued by the bones and beautifully painted mural that adorns the wall above. 

Room after room in the museum is filled with creative and welcoming exhibits that inspire questions and arouse curiosity. Bones showing the evolution of the animals we know today are incredible. A room upstairs houses native birds to the area in all their taxidermy glory. What we cannot study watching the birds in their movement outside our own windows, we are now able to look at up close and appreciate.

What I like about the museum is that not only is it interesting for adults, but it's also an incredible area for children to roam free and wander. We were all equally curious about the contents that lay just beyond the protective glass, though perhaps in very different ways. There's something incredible about a child seeing these exhibits for the first time. It's seeing a spark ignite as interest is attained. 

Unfortunately, the museum doesn't have a cafeteria. Instead, we tried the one across the street in a Yale student building. There is a certain amount of intimidation entering a room full of great young minds. Sitting among the students and faculty, I felt as though we may have been privy so some great sparks of conversations whose seeds could have been planting some wonderful and prolific ideas for the future. We did feel as though all eyes were on us as we walked to find our seats. I am not a particularly self-conscious person, but I do know when I stick out like a sore thumb. I guess two ladies and three babies strolling to find a table isn't an everyday occurrence in this Yale dining hall.

Go for the dinosaurs, stay for the intrigue, and always think outside of the box in your adventures in life with your children.