The NY Transit Museum is in Brooklyn. It's all things trains and buses and very hands-on. If you were to take your kids to Grand Central Station around Christmastime and help them do a scavenger hunt through the terminals, they could get free tickets to this museum. I know because this is what we did, so I only had to pay for myself to get in--which seems kind of ironic since the museum was kind of a little person thing. It's also ironic that people in New York City pay money so that they can go look at buses and subway trains--uh, remember how that's our main form of transportation? We took the subway to Brooklyn, to play in a subway train. Riiigght. But my boys LOVED the museum, and Talmage can now tell you all sorts of things about electricity while Everett can tell you why taking off your gloves on one of the coldest days of the winter is a bad, bad choice. Most importantly, they will both tell you how cool the new family full of boys are that moved in down the street from us, and how excited we were when they agreed to come play with us. And Elsa came, the dreamy little girl that Everett talks about every week after nursery so, sigh, life was good on that train to Brooklyn.
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