If A Woodchuck Could Chuck

Sadly, last month our passes to the science museum expired. Ever since I was a kid, I've loved that place. Around every corner lies the possibility of new discovery. Even familiar objects take on a mysterious quality amongst the scientific gadgetry.

My kids tend to gravitate towards button-pushing exhibits and things that need to be built. It's who they are.

This is my awesome builder son the eldest frantically warning me not to take his picture. "It's not ready yet!!!" He's a perfectionist like his dad. One thing about me - 85% is plenty good enough.



Here's the other one, proudly displaying his work.

Sneak peak!

"Now it's okay, mom."

The woodchucks might be envious.