Maracas in hand, my toddler wanders freely through a gallery of priceless ceramics

Visiting galleries was fine when my son was asleep in the sling – now he’s a boisterous explorer. It’s made me wonder: should we be sticking to exhibitions aimed at children? Oh, for the days of the sleeping babe in the sling. It must have driven more seasoned parents mad when I waxed lyrical about how easy, how special, it was to bring my son with me to a gallery or museum. Now he’s a toddler who can change direction like a squirrel and is rather taken with the word “no”. And I’m beginning t...

By Chloë Ashby