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crazychicknladyYesterday we went to our Natural History Museum.
We went to the area where you can pan for gold (fools gold really - iron pyrite as H reminded me while we were there), since we hadn't been to that part of the museum in a long while. Before we did that, though, we had to go to the most important place to go to in the museum.
The gift shop.
C bought a cute little red stuffed dinosaur. I got the kids some snacks. H bought a little glass container and a discounted bead bracelet.
At first H planned to use the container in games involving collecting evidence for investigations.
Then we panned for gold.
It turned out that itty bitty fragile glass container made the perfect holder for the bits of iron pyrite she collected. This inevitably led us back to...
...the gift shop. Where S and C had to buy their very own itty bitty fragile glass containers. You can see where this is going, right?
The containers did make it all the way home. The iron pyrite in water looked really neat in them, too. Right up to the point where S and C accidentally dropped their containers.
Sigh.
The kids did have a lot of fun at the museum, though. They loved panning for Gold. We also read a lot about the Hohokam Indians, and C played with a kid about his age while the girls and I looked around.
We went to the area where you can pan for gold (fools gold really - iron pyrite as H reminded me while we were there), since we hadn't been to that part of the museum in a long while. Before we did that, though, we had to go to the most important place to go to in the museum.
The gift shop.
C bought a cute little red stuffed dinosaur. I got the kids some snacks. H bought a little glass container and a discounted bead bracelet.
At first H planned to use the container in games involving collecting evidence for investigations.
Then we panned for gold.
It turned out that itty bitty fragile glass container made the perfect holder for the bits of iron pyrite she collected. This inevitably led us back to...
...the gift shop. Where S and C had to buy their very own itty bitty fragile glass containers. You can see where this is going, right?
The containers did make it all the way home. The iron pyrite in water looked really neat in them, too. Right up to the point where S and C accidentally dropped their containers.
Sigh.
The kids did have a lot of fun at the museum, though. They loved panning for Gold. We also read a lot about the Hohokam Indians, and C played with a kid about his age while the girls and I looked around.
