Today Maya went on a field trip with her preschool to the National Museum of Korea. When she came home from school (Daniel went and got her) I asked her what she did at the museum. She promptly told me that “the museum is broken!” I learned from Daniel (who learned from her teacher) that she was way excited to see things at the museum but she kept pointing to all the old pottery and artifacts and exclaiming they were broken.

Now, why in the world would you want to go to the museum to see a whole bunch of broken stuff?!