"I want you to get off computer now. I want to pway Sessme Street."



Plenty o' time for that.

"Mom! You'll never guess what I saw! I saw a Xiphactinus gulp up a seagull!"
"Oh, my!" Wait... "Were there seagulls while Xiphactinus' were alive?"
"Of course (or at least a very close relative)! Don't you remember me telling you that the other day?!?"
"What period did the Xiphactinus live?"
"The Cretaceous!!!"
Oh, yeah.
I can't help but feel that he is thoroughly disgusted with my brain.
Explorations with the microscope.
Personally I was hoping for -er, expecting- live (moving) bacteria.
But - no.
Still - we looked at yougurt, saliva, cheek cells, hair, bubblegum, glitter, a section of butterfly wing, a butterfly leg, bee leg, cotton, camel hair, and I can't remember what else.
Maddie was very enthusiastic.
"Oh, wooow!" she'd say while sticking her eyeball directly to the eyepiece. I can't be certain that she could actually view anything from that position - but she obviously knew Something Special was s'posed to happen.
We tried out a couple of experiments today -
One was the making of super-duper-bouncy-balls - polymer chemistry ( glue, borax, water, coloring, corn starch). 

Only they didn't turn out so superduper.
Hmmph.Secondly was painting outside - with conditions.
"But I like the snow white. White is the best color for snow," Little Son said.
"Hmm. How bout we section off just a little bit, then? Hey, how 'bout the table?"
It was acceptable.


The middle of the road is trying to find me
Im standing in the middle of life with my plans behind me
Well I got a smile for everyone I meet
As long as you don't try dragging my bay (Course, I always thought it said "drinking my beer")
Or dropping the bomb on my street-
Now come on baby
Get in the road
Oh come on now
In the middle of the road, yeah
Point IS -
Middle of the road's not so bad.
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