Lately, I’ve been looking for some fun things to do with the kids on the weekend. Most Saturdays are chores for Hubs and me and Sundays is church so the kids get a little restless. I kept seeing advertisements for a dinosaur exhibit at the Bishop Museum and decided that we were going to go. I told the kids on Friday we were going to see dinosaurs the next day and for the first time, they actually grasped the concept of “tomorrow.” Now I know why parents don’t give their children advanced warning on things. Piglet even tried to put me to bed at 3:30 in the afternoon because the sooner we slept, the sooner we’d see the dinosaurs. Kids man, hilarious.
We got there before the museum opened, which I planned because Piglet does not do well with really crowded places. There was only about 20 other people there. We walked into the building where the dinosaurs were and a T-Rex was there to great us, roaring. Many children were scared. Piglet made his fake “scared” face and Blueberry just laughed. We went in and started to look around.
After being inside for about 10 minutes, I realized I once again expected too much from Hawaii. The museum captivated the kids but there were only about 8 dinosaurs to look at. The room was very small. What do you expect? Oahu is a tiny island. They can’t have huge museums like on the mainland. Luckily, the kids didn’t care. There was lots to see (in their opinion) and do. The museum had set up a dinosaur coloring station and even a little pit to “dig” for “fossils.” My children had no interest in that though. There was a naked dinosaur and a board to control it, which they quite enjoyed.
The museum had a couple other buildings but we didn’t go into them. I wasn’t really sure what was in them but after an hour and a half, the kids were getting restless. We decided to go to the planetarium and see the kids movie before heading home. It had a cute little show about constellations and the planets but it was a little cheesy. They sang a song about the planets and you could tell someone had cropped out Pluto’s part because the song sort of just ended. The kids liked it anyway. On our way out, we got a couple dinosaur books and headed home. Blueberry asked to get some french fries on the way home and so after a snack stop, we headed back so I could do chores. Because a morning at the museum somehow didn’t help my laundry situation.