The Traveling Art Garden has hit the local channel 5 WABI TV news. More pictures and video to come.
This is my growth report that my Dad and I have been working on for a little while. It’s about my growth rate and predicting how tall I will be in the future.
The most difficult part about this report was predicting how tall I will be in the end. The interesting thing is it said I would be 7’5” when I become 16. Me and my Dad both didn’t believe that.
For our second science unit we explored growth with Liam, this time using his physical growth, instead of COVID data, as our focus. Here is the report that Liam wrote from the process.
“I had a lot of fun modeling and learning how to use these powerful science focused tools! And it’s fun just to do science with Daddy.” – Liam K.
It was a beautiful morning. The snow stuck to everything, walls, trees, branches, everything.
We shoveled the drive. I used the chainsaw. I cooked bacon and eggs on the campstove for lunch. We heated tea water on the woodstove. I had cold instant coffee. We did a 4 person exercise routine. We sat around by the fire and read. And blessedly, we couldn’t do a lick of computer-based work. It was glorious!
So, it was March 31st, and we thought we should really prank the kids this year. In the past, Katie has managed some good ones, like emerging with ketchup all over her hands and face, to terrify the boys. It worked very well.
This year, in the middle of the pandemic, we decided to “get a phone call” and tell the kids that school was back on. So, in the morning Katie walked into their room, and I called her phone, and she did the acting. The kids didn’t fall for it at all. Not even a second. It was demoralizing.
Anyway, we went to bed that night, and then awoke to the sound of Liam vomitting in the toilet downstairs. He’d been sick in the night time just a few days before, as well. Katie, bless her, went town to take care of the kid and there he was, hunched over the toilet. She got him to stand up, and he was shaky. Poor dude.
Then everything changed. He stood up, stopped shaking, and said he was joking. He felt bad for stringing us on so long. It was all an April Fool’s joke, and we bought it hook, line and sinker.
Bravo dudes! Here’s to more practial joking!
Feeling house-bound as we all are during the coronavirus pandemic, we decided to add some joy to the world. How would we do this? We would build wooden statues, paint them, and put them somewhere publically for people to enjoy.
But… it was not to last. The next day we went back to see how they were doing, if they’d fallen over in the wind or anything.
They were GONE!
Just totally gone. Not a trace. Not a note, nothing. No mutilated pieces! They had been stolen, abducted, or responsibly cleaned up by a state trooper. We don’t know!
So can you help us find the Missing Waldo Family?
We are determined to spread joy with goofy home-made displays of public art! Want to join?
Yesterday evening we hosted a Kids Climate Action in downtown Orono. Families made signs and got together with drums and rattles and cymbals to parade around the downtown. The weather stayed clear and we had a wonderful time.