Noah's Ark

We finally scored tickets to the Noah's Ark exhibit at the Skirball Museum on a free Thursday. I've been trying for weeks but the tickets are literally gone moments after they are put on the website. This week I got lucky and I'm so glad I did--this place rocked. I'm going to compile a list of LA things that we loved doing (and kinda liked doing, and didn't like doing) before we leave--and this will be one of the top things on the loved-doing list! It was incredible.

I wanted a picture of the three of us by these amazing animal creations at the front of the kidzone...but between an awful camera angle and a Talmage that saw the ark and wanted to get inside it was less than successful! Oh well, here we are.

Here is the front of the ark. Museum lighting is the worst for picture-taking and this seriously does not do the ark justice. It was beautiful! There were life-sized animals EVERYWHERE and it was so noisy--thunder and lightning and wolves howling and lions roaring--it was exactly how I imagined the ark to be.

 The stuffed animals, two by two.

Everett was a wee-bit overwhelmed by all of the animals at first, so we took it easy with the stuffed frog and some other little toys. He thought they were funny, but he DID NOT want to touch them. He made that perfecly clear.

The details in this exhibit were just perfect. Animals perched everywhere, grains and food in buckets, snakes slithering around. Animals on the walls, animals on the floor, animals on the roof--that boat must have been CRAZY!

Talmage really, really liked the mini (kind of, it was pretty big!) Noah's ark with all of the animals. He would sort them and then put each of them in a compartment...and then roar like a lion when other kids came and took them out of their home. Yeah, still working on that.

This little one is becoming more and more confident about pulling himself up. He's always extremely proud of himself when he's successful.

After a while, Evie and I went to hang out with Mr. and Mrs. Walrus to drink some milk and enjoy some downtime, while watching brother...

climb around like a crazy-brain on the rope bridges, tunnels and rooms. He ran himself ragged in that jungle gym and was so sad when our time was up. Seriously Skirball, bravo! Don't be suprised if you see the Wiggy family again...maybe even next week!