Our Maine trip was pretty much all about the kids. Aren't they all when you have little ones? But there are some activities that we would definitely have skipped had we not had two scabby-kneed, crumb-covered little people in the backseat.
Like the Children's Museum in Portland. We went twice and heard about it almost every day. The boys were in love with the place.
Will and Henry dressed up as cashiers
at the Whole Food Market (love that!),
pretended to be firefighters, 
touched sea creatures at the tide pool, 
milked a cow, 
and found a huge outdoor pirate ship. 
Our first three days in Maine were blistering hot, so on one afternoon, we found a movie theater and I took the boys to see Winnie the Pooh. It was their first real movie in a theater and they loved it! 
On another 100 degree day, we found an indoor playground in Brunswick and the boys played for hours. This is where Henry learned to write his name, all by himself! 
Gramma and Grampa stocked up on special toys to help entertain the boys while we were visiting. 
On our trip up to Castine, we stopped at L.L. Bean in Freeport and Gene taught Will how to tie some knots. 
In Castine, the boys learned how to make shadow figures
and played with shells 
while I took photos of Gene's folks. 
Pop also got the boys fouled anchor pins to show all they learned about boats on this trip. 
We ate flavored honey sticks from the State of Maine Cheese Shop at our rental cottage in Boothbay. 
And on our return trip to Portland, we visited the Desert of Maine in Freeport. It's a real desert, in Maine! Millions of years ago, a glacier slid through Maine and left behind sand and mineral deposits. 
In 1797, the Tuttle family bought the land and grew potatoes and hay. Failure to rotate their crops led to soil erosion and soon the sandy desert became visible.
We rode a tram through the desert
and were lucky enough to be there after a rainstorm. Normal temps are around 100* but it was only in the 70s after the rain. 
After the tram tour, the boys dug for (planted) gemstones. Will perfected the armadillo dig. 
We left this kitschy place with some fun memories, 
a few gemstones,
and a carload of sand.
Back in Portland, we visited the Portland Museum of Art. We can't go to Maine without a visit there. We saw Uncle Tom's "John Marin: Modernism at Midcentury" exhibit but the boys were most excited about the kids' area, where they played with old-fashioned toys and dressed up in period costumes. 
And once again, Henry left his mark at the PMA. 
Yes, Maine, Henry and the rest of our family were here!
at the Whole Food Market (love that!),pretended to be firefighters, 
touched sea creatures at the tide pool, milked a cow, and found a huge outdoor pirate ship. Our first three days in Maine were blistering hot, so on one afternoon, we found a movie theater and I took the boys to see Winnie the Pooh. It was their first real movie in a theater and they loved it! On another 100 degree day, we found an indoor playground in Brunswick and the boys played for hours. This is where Henry learned to write his name, all by himself! 
Gramma and Grampa stocked up on special toys to help entertain the boys while we were visiting. On our trip up to Castine, we stopped at L.L. Bean in Freeport and Gene taught Will how to tie some knots. 
In Castine, the boys learned how to make shadow figuresand played with shells while I took photos of Gene's folks. Pop also got the boys fouled anchor pins to show all they learned about boats on this trip. We ate flavored honey sticks from the State of Maine Cheese Shop at our rental cottage in Boothbay. 
And on our return trip to Portland, we visited the Desert of Maine in Freeport. It's a real desert, in Maine! Millions of years ago, a glacier slid through Maine and left behind sand and mineral deposits. In 1797, the Tuttle family bought the land and grew potatoes and hay. Failure to rotate their crops led to soil erosion and soon the sandy desert became visible.
We rode a tram through the desert
and were lucky enough to be there after a rainstorm. Normal temps are around 100* but it was only in the 70s after the rain. After the tram tour, the boys dug for (planted) gemstones. Will perfected the armadillo dig. We left this kitschy place with some fun memories, a few gemstones,and a carload of sand.
Back in Portland, we visited the Portland Museum of Art. We can't go to Maine without a visit there. We saw Uncle Tom's "John Marin: Modernism at Midcentury" exhibit but the boys were most excited about the kids' area, where they played with old-fashioned toys and dressed up in period costumes. And once again, Henry left his mark at the PMA. Yes, Maine, Henry and the rest of our family were here!
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