I’m taking a break from negativity and as much controversy as possible and enjoying the time off with my children. I’m still reading as many of our bloggers as I can, commenting where I can, but I’m just not going to visit angry, bitter places this holiday season.
So you get day two of geek camp and windows into what daily life is like here. If you really want to know what it’s like, my chapter story I wrote for the girls last Christmas is a good snapshot. But this is a heck of a lot shorter and it’s current. 🙂
Last night, we watched the very first Eureka episode as a family. While I’ve watched them all, Rick and the kids hadn’t watched any until this season, so we’re going back and watching from the beginning. It holds up really well to a second viewing, thankfully. The girls adore the show, perhaps even better than Warehouse 13. And I really like sharing the time with the kids and steeping them in my scifi geekiness and pointing out to Rick that I told him he’d like the show.
This morning resumed geek camp day 2. Oddly enough, the girlies and the boy took longer to make it out to the living room this morning! Gosh, I wonder why. 🙂 The girlies got set up and ready for the morning shows.
First up was The Universe, episode one on the sun. Is Neil deGrasse Tyson in everything? Lily hopes so!
After playing with the magnetic dolls and soaking in information about yellow dwarfs and fusion and other assorted bits, we moved to the main show of the day: The Pluto Files. Lily was devastated when Pluto was demoted and she loves this documentary. She also thinks Neil deGrasse Tyson is pretty awesome. And two shows in a row? Awesomeness! Explaining that Colbert and Jon Stewart are being funny in their appearances on the Pluto show never gets old. It also doesn’t quite sink in.
If you think the girlies are all over the place as we watch these documentaries, you’d be right.
Watching from the couch.
Lil and I agree: awesomeness!
Two documentaries watched and wiggled through, the girlies and I headed to town to visit a friend and to shop. Having braved the mall and Wal-mart and survived, we arrived back home with sanity intact, and the boy unloaded the groceries for me (have I mentioned he’s a good son?). Once home, the girlies made thank you notes for me to post on our friend’s facebook wall.
The girlies declared geek camp over for the day and decided I should watch them bathe the baby dolls (a very new endeavor). This is brand new activity for both of them, and I’ve been sitting here watching them bathe the baby dolls, feed them, decide which one is autistic, and had an exchange over whether Sponge Bob has Asperger’s, which led to a discussion of differences between autism and Asperger’s. The play moved from bathing to something different: they gave one of the babies CPR and declared for some reason that the monkey was dead. I brought the monkey back to life and told them no dead things in our play. It’s certainly shaping up to be an interesting afternoon!
Setting up for bathtime.
The baby and the monkey waiting.
Arguing over whether the baby should bathe alone.
Shampooing. Lil had a conniption when Rosie used
a bottle that said lotion, which led to a discussion
with me about being over-literal.
The bright boy ignores us all and makes a virtual deck
(I didn’t ask what it was a deck of).
For some reason, the girls decided that it would be fun if Rosie repeated absolutely everything Lily says, which has been going on for an hour now. As they continued their play, I understood where the whole dead thing is coming from. One of the dolls at the store was a Baby Alive doll. Ahhhhhhh. These aren’t baby alive dolls, ergo…
My living room is a disaster, too, with magnetic dolls from this morning strewn about, the baby dolls stuff everywhere, but we’re having a great day. Imaginative play in a somewhat traditional way, imagine that? It didn’t last long, though, as they moved over at the skeleton with the baby doll, trying to birth it. Are those my girls, or what?