Once again we were lost on our way to The Academy of Sciences. The first time my husband drove around for three hours, holding us hostage, trying to find the Museum. When the kids and I were finally able to convince him to pull over, get directions, and admit he had no idea where it was...the one person he chose to ask didn't speak English. It was quite an adventure.
Seems he has the same sort of luck with google maps.
"What does that eat?" She asked contemplating the probability of it's diet including little brothers.
I had to crush both of their reptile dreams.