I totally forgot to blog the funniest/saddest part of the museum trip! My dad squished the art! There was a "sculprute" or something of the sort made out of soup/jiuce/pringles cans held together with packing tape, and he squished it, thinking it was a joke. I can't believe he didn't get kicked out. It was soo bad. That's when you turn to the perosn next to you, and go who brought him? that's it, thought I should share.