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STEM Girls go to the Museum of Science and Industry

Miss G is in second grade this year.  She is a bit shy, and she knows what she likes.  She likes science more than anything. Missy S is in first grade.  She reads like a sixth grader, even using inflection when she reads dialog.  She has an opinion on everything.  Miss K is a fashionista and a social butterfly.  She is in the fourth grade this year.  Miss K loves math. All three girls are are wiz-kids and as techno-savvy as any of their brothers.  Who says girls don’t like science and math?  Who says girls’ brains are not wired…

Stay-cation 2013

Every summer, for as long as I can remember, I go camping.  For the past 10 years or more, that means a trip to Van Buren State Park on Lake Michigan.  See the background to this post?  That’s last year’s Lake Surf.  (Well, it will be until I change the background in September. )  I love the Lake. Grandchildren, children, Love-one and I camp for about a week straddling a weekend in July. Mom and my sisters and brothers and their families join us for the weekend.  Not this July.  Because of Duckie’s osteomyelitis, and the danger of her breaking…

Old-Fashioned Fun at Blackberry Farm

Shhh…  Keep this a secret.  Part of the allure is Blackberry Farm is the unhurried pace and its freedom from crowds.  Blackberry Farm, Old-fashioned fun; the brochure lives up to its name.  The warmer weather gets me thinking about planning a trip to a simple place and time.

Located in Aurora, Illinois, Blackberry Farm is an easy drive from Chicago or the far Northwest Suburbs.  A quiet, easy-paced hike through a picturesque farm promises to delight toddlers, younger children, and grandparents.  Children older than seven and parents anxious to “do” something might not be quite as enamored as those of us who enjoy strolling along and taking as much time as needed to move piles of corn with toy trucks and tractors.

Photo Friday: “Picking Up a Baby Bubble-Bee”

This week I hired grand-kids to help me with some yard-work. “Did you know you can pet a bumble-bee?”  I said.  “Yes, you can.” Don’t try this with a honey bee.  Just the bubble-bees drunk on cat-mint. Related articles Bee Not Afraid(solsticetree.wordpress.com)

Dozin’ with the Dinos

An overnight at the Chicago Field Museum.  What could be more fun for kids than exploring through Egyptian tombs, holding tarantulas, and wandering amongst the dinosaurs?  Well, doing all that and more in the dark, and way, way past bedtime; that’s what.
Arrive early, and pick out a place to set up camp.  We bring sleeping bags and an air mattress for the old bones; ours that is, and just the sleeping bags for Bradaigh, 8 and Emma, 7. There are tons of families vying for space under the mastadon and saber tooth tiger. We opt for a spot under some African ceremonial masks. It’s out of the popular traffic pattern.  We set up camp, grab our flashlights and get going.
G-Dad and I notice right away something unanti
cipated. 

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