I hardly think so. Yes, there s the occasional fluke family who ruin it for everyone with happiness and their well-adjusted 2.4 children who can go to Disneyland, have a good time, and come home with just a post card and a lovely memory for a lifetime. They re the ones tormenting us, making us think it s within our grasp. I love that. Every year well-meaning parents and summer camps tragically waste millions of dollars taking kids to museums.
Kids hate museums.
No matter how high-tech or how interactive the museum, kids hate them. They want to hang on the velvet ropes until they fall and get hurt, no matter how long it takes. They want to hold the map. Not one of my kids can read a map, but they each have to have a map to hold in any kind of museum so they can leave it on the floor of my car, hence establishing some weird psychological advantage over me. They want to use the public restroom and open the door to the stall that you are in.