Quite frankly this exhibition could have been themed around soiled nappies and we’d probably still go along for a look.
Learning
I was pretty excited to discover that this was in fact an actual yoga class, complete with poses, breath focus and namastes.
It annoys me when these things advertise themselves as suitable for all ages when they actually mean suitable for over-twos.
I was initially dispirited by the floor cushions that had been laid out in a semicircle out of snack-slinging distance of the host.
This month, grab your little and lose yourselves in toddler-friendly live music events and spine-chilling Halloween festivities.
The gallery is light, clean – at least for now – and well designed, with lots of clever touches to keep small people interested.
My heart sank when she immediately began poking around the set like a peeping tom in the girls’ changing room.
After a lot of running around brandishing her painty weapons, Bab thankfully decided against a dirty protest.
My excitement about trying out a new, gallery-based activity was pretty evenly matched by a fairly strong sense of foreboding.
I can comment on things like ambience and croissant quality – and really does anything else actually matter when you think about it?
