As a child, the art museum was my haven. The huge statues in the entryway, the ceiling-height paintings, and the magical modern art filled me with wonder.
When my son was born, I daydreamed about bringing him with me to experience that same awe — but as the years passed, I hesitated. He was becoming a creative, compassionate, and curious kid — but, like most kids, he could be unpredictable in new situations.
After his fourth birthday, I finally built up the courage to bring him to our local art museum’s monthly free day. The free admission lowered the stakes and the pressure; I figured the outing would succeed even if we only lasted 10 minutes.
I wasn’t expecting to hear exactly what I needed from a stranger.
I talked about the rules at a museum
On our walk from the bus stop, I prepped him as best I could, emphasizing looking, not touching, walking, not running, and holding my hand.
As we waited in line,…