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[[{"type":"media","view_mode":"media_large","fid":"40061","attributes":{"class":"media-image","typeof":"foaf:Image","style":"","width":"350","height":"263","title":"Children","alt":"Children"}}]]Growing up in Indianapolis on the east side, in a lower middle-class family is where this story begins. Some of my fondest memories of childhood were of those spent at the zoo, the State Museum, and The Children’s Museum of Indianapolis. The latter being my favorite. I recall the old 4th floor as if it were only yesterday, with the magnetic field trains, acoustic transmitter, and everything else that made science fun. I remember the huge model train display, and the carousel. I enjoyed all of this so much that I had to introduce my nephews and nieces to the experience once I was an adult and serving in the armed forces. When I would come home on leave for Christmas or Thanksgiving, I would give their parents a day off and haul all that I could to the museum and sometimes the IMAX.
After serving my country, and wooing the love of my life, we moved back home to Indiana, and settled in Anderson to create and raise a family. We have been blessed with a boy and girl, and I could not wait to share the museum with them. I was skeptical on my first visit back since the Dino-sphere and other remodels, and though I miss the trains, my family has spent countless hours enjoying the exhibits.
We started going during the colder months almost every weekend as something to do with our small children. This is when we discovered the holiday season at the Children’s Museum. We love to go for the magic of the season. The gleam in our kids eyes as they see Santa, or get to “Sled” down the stairs in the lobby by the water-clock. My 4 year-old, would stay right there all day if we let him. Of course once we move on to the next exhibit, he doesn’t want to leave it either. Both kids love the excavating, and being paleontologists. I remember last year my daughter who was only 2 and half at the time cried when we had to leave Santa’s village, and the snow ball fight. It is hard to say that the holidays are the only special time at the museum, every day is a learning experience. My wife and I love to watch the “A-HA” or “Eureka” moments as our children learn something new. I learned a lot from the Indianapolis Children’s Museum growing up, and see my children learning there as well. I do hope our “Legacy of Learning” will continue for generation.
Name: Isaac Smith
After serving my country, and wooing the love of my life, we moved back home to Indiana, and settled in Anderson to create and raise a family. We have been blessed with a boy and girl, and I could not wait to share the museum with them. I was skeptical on my first visit back since the Dino-sphere and other remodels, and though I miss the trains, my family has spent countless hours enjoying the exhibits.
We started going during the colder months almost every weekend as something to do with our small children. This is when we discovered the holiday season at the Children’s Museum. We love to go for the magic of the season. The gleam in our kids eyes as they see Santa, or get to “Sled” down the stairs in the lobby by the water-clock. My 4 year-old, would stay right there all day if we let him. Of course once we move on to the next exhibit, he doesn’t want to leave it either. Both kids love the excavating, and being paleontologists. I remember last year my daughter who was only 2 and half at the time cried when we had to leave Santa’s village, and the snow ball fight. It is hard to say that the holidays are the only special time at the museum, every day is a learning experience. My wife and I love to watch the “A-HA” or “Eureka” moments as our children learn something new. I learned a lot from the Indianapolis Children’s Museum growing up, and see my children learning there as well. I do hope our “Legacy of Learning” will continue for generation.
Name: Isaac Smith
