Pace came racing up the other day carrying this enormous weed just about as tall as him, shouting very excitedly and very proudly, "Mommy!! I found our Christmas tree!!" He watered it and wanted me to find a pot for him to put it in. I finally convinced him weeds weren't Christmas trees and I didn't have a pot for one, and his weed (that he miraculously pulled form the ground with his own brute strength) wouldn't last until Christmas, anyway. He was sad, but understood in the end.
The boys and I have been anxiously awaiting our jar beans to sprout. This was out of our experiment book, we took some dried black eyed peas and garbanzo beans and soaked them overnight, then put them in a jar with wet paper towels. They did, indeed, sprout! The lesson was to learn that even though the beans weren't in dirt, they still grew roots, looking for light and to grow.
And the boys discovered their rocket ship could moonlight as a flute.
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