The day after Thanksgiving, my mom, sister, and I went to the Philadelphia Art Museum. Aside from a brief trip to the Rodin Museum when he was but a tender one month old, this was Ellis's first real museum experience. Since when we left the house, we were planning on going to the much smaller, cheaper Rodin Museum, I didn't bring the stroller. We decided en route, as we passed its classical perch on the bluff, to hit up the Big Art Museum. In the end, I'm glad all I had was the leash, because Ellis wandered, freely taking it all in. He loved it.
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