this morning i got it out to read a bit to the children.
since the book mentioned a few projects to go with our reading, we put those on the list for later today.
soon after, i found another treasure... a list of '50 Things To Do Before You're 11 3/4".
really, (perhaps) since the first one was "climb a tree", i figured we had this one. i mean... it's Us. how can there be things in Nature, that we haven't thought of, or done? yeah, well.
turns out there were a few!
i read the list to the children, and they were just as captivated as i.
so the next thing on our list for the day was to build a den.
we talked about what it would be made from. how tall it would be. what shape it would be.
and got to it.
(er... some of us more active in the process than others.)
"Mom, how many months are in eight years?" He's been worried about the speed of time, lately.
"Well... twelve months in a year, of course, so twelve times eighty. What's twelve times eight?" I actually had to think about that for a second. "Twelve times eight is ninety-six... so nine hundred sixty."
"That's quite a few. Okay."
A few minutes later... "How many seconds in eighty years?"
Keep in mind that I was distracted with something else... probably making Madd's butterfly template, and arranging the weights. "Go get the calculator."
"Why can't you just tell me?"
"Because we'll have to figure it out."
"But why can't you just tell me the formula?"
"Because we'll have to figure out the formula... it's not like eighty times sixty. Let's see... sixty seconds, sixty minutes, twenty-four hours, three hundred sixty-five days, eighty years. The formula will be 60 (seconds) times 60 (minutes) times 24 (hours) times 365 (days) times 80 (years)."
"Oh... I see."
"I think the calculator is on the coffee table."
"We can finish it in a minute..."
there was a balancing butterfly.
jumping through hula hoops on the trampoline.
research on Godzilla.
making abutments--via geodesic domes.
using large index cards (single layer) what will happen if we put a book on this?
what about if we put it down very, very gently?
which will be stronger? triangle beams? or pillar?
one, two, three, four, five....
one, two, three, four...
it becomes clear that we're going to topple from lack of balance long before we topple from the weakness of the pillars...
and balance is precarious. we let it sit...
and a few minutes later it slid sideways, and fell. we'll weigh our books today, and see how much weight we got from those three paper pillars.
I do love this life.