We picked up a folded seat each, and then headed for the stuffed animals. The youngest boy got waylaid by the jawbone of a huge whale, and he just sat down and got on with his drawing.
And his siblings followed suit, starting with a camel, an arctic fox and a kangaroo. They were engaged with what they were doing, and I felt very proud of them. They enjoyed themselves too, which was the main thing.
They did three drawings apiece, before we headed for home where the eldest and youngest boys resumed their usual behaviour of locking horns! The museum was a productive and peaceful interlude. I think we will do that again!