Friday, May 23, 2014

Mr. Big and in praise of B'More

Spring has sprung, and the cats are turning into hunters.

3.30 AM, Clara arrives at my bedside holding her caterpillar habitat (lid missing), in full spate of tears: "Mummy!  Pepita [the cat] knocked over my caterpillars and ate them all!"

Thankfully the morning light revealed that Mr. Big and Flash were not eaten, but had in fact turned into chrysalises.  Splash, however, remains awol.

In other news: The children went to a science fair at the public library on Saturday.  Baltimore is fantastic for free enrichment activities.  Really.  Between the Walters (free!  and there's a mummified Egyptian child) and other events like the science fair, it really is better than a bigger city (here all the stuff is accessible) and better than a small one (for the stuff Baltimore has is really quite impressive). 

At the fair they made objects to put in a wind tunnel out of cut up bits of pool noodle.
Yesterday, Winton wanted to take his into the bath with him.
"Sure," I said.  "It is just pool noodle after all."
"Yes," he said.  "It is only half a poodle."

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