This is King Tut weekend in our household. Months ago we reserved tickets for the King Tut exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art, and today was the day.

Am I ever glad I'm a member of the DMA (students and teachers get membership discounts), because the free parking and the fast pass really helped us cut through insane crowds (not to mention get a store discount). The audio guide also helped, as we could listen for the info, catch a glimpse of the featured artifact, and pull back out of the masses without feeling we'd missed info. If you live in the D/FW area, find a weekday and go soon. (The last weekend will be mayhem.)

Trivia: Notice in the center of Tut's forehead you see a cobra and a vulture. One was the symbol for southern Egypt and the other for the north part. Tut reigned over a united kingdom, which is why he wears both.

Last night in preparation for our visit we watched King Tut's Final Secrets, a National Geographic presentation that looks at theories of how the boy king died. We three Glahns agreed that it helped us both save time and have a better handle on what we saw.

In the gift shop afterward we found an Egyptian headdress for four bucks, complete with cobra. For anyone who's friends with my husband over on Facebook, expect to see him sporting it soon in his profile picture. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

We also got our names written in hieroglyphics for a buck each. If you want to see your own name in hieroglyphics (that is, your cartouche), go here.