museum of natural sciences

On a cold Monday morning not too long ago, we were looking for something fun to do with our children. We had planned on going to the Western Development Museum, but as luck would have it, it’s closed on Mondays. Instead, I googled museums in and around Saskatoon and one of the results was the Museum of Natural Sciences at the University of Saskatchewan.

I have been to that museum many times. I would pass through it a few times a week on my way to class when I was a university student. I also used to work in that building as a research assistant five days a week prior to having children. I would drive to the university, park for free using my step-dad’s spare parking pass, grab a coffee from Tim Hortons, and head on up to the quiet library, staying for as long as I needed to. Oh, those were such easy and care-free days! How things have changed.

As for the museum itself, I had never thought about visiting it again because I had always regarded it more as a lobby filled with dinosaur bones- a place that you happen to pass through on your way from A to B, as opposed to a museum that you would take the time to visit. However, there is no admission fee and Remy is slightly obsessed with dinosaurs, so I thought that it would be an exciting adventure for both her and Wilder.

It didn’t matter to them that it is not that big from an adult’s standpoint. Because to children, it is! All that mattered was that there was so much to look at, open spaces to run around, and people to interact with.

While I was nervous about how loud and excited they were, the students and teachers seemed to find them amusing. We received so many laughs and comments. It was a fun and educational 45 minutes, and I recommend it to anyone living in Saskatoon that has young children and an hour or so to spend doing something fun. Best of all, it doesn’t cost anything.

Emory

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happy halloween

Happy Halloween (well, in three days)!

How will you be celebrating it this year? Remy will have a Halloween party at her preschool on Tuesday, and on Thursday I will take her and Wilder trick or treating at the mall. We absolutely love this time of year!

My little family is going as “Peppa’s Giant Pumpkin.” I think that I’m converted to themed costumes now. All the heart eyes for these two.

Be safe and have fun!

Emory

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the fruits of my labour

With the change of the season came the need to harvest our gardens. I will be the first to admit that I didn’t plant as wisely as I could have. We moved to our acreage in early March and then created two small gardens from scratch. I planted vegetables late in the season in one, only to uproot them and move them all to the second one a few months later. My husband warned me that doing so would mostly likely kill them. It didn’t, but it certainly stunted their growth!

Negativity aside, everything managed to grow. It was just on the smaller side, or cute side as I like to call it. I was still able to get a haul of everything that we use in the kitchen daily.

Remy and I harvested some white onions, green onions, thyme, and bell peppers. We even managed to cut down one massive sunflower that grew from one tiny seed from the children’s festival.

The afternoon was bitterly cold, and our haul was on the tinier side, but it was a summer filled with growth. All of our hard work paid off in the end. I was able to learn a lot from my first two gardens, which will only benefit me next year! I will start my seeds earlier, plan better, and with Geoffrey’s help, build a larger and raised garden bed on the west side of our property.

Trial and error is never a bad thing. I still call this past season a successful one.

For any gardening tips please leave them in the comments below!

Emory

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eleven months old

Tomorrow, our dear sweet Wilder will be 11 months old.

Here are some great things that he accomplished over the last 30 days:

He now claps! My oh my it is the sweetest thing ever. He looks at his hands, keep one perfectly still, and brings the other one to it again and again.

He nods his head yes! He also says “yeah.”

He walks everywhere with his walker and push cart. He’s so strong as well! Remy will sit in the wooden stroller and Wilder pushes her around the house.

He thinks everything is funny. He has honestly only ever had a few grumpy days in his entire life and those were when he was sick. Other than that, he is always sweet and smiling.

He can load utensils with food.

He loves to feed other people, and often feeds us.

He still has ZERO teeth, but we see those little bumps coming through. I think this will be the month that he finally gets some. (Watch out, nipples!)

One more month until he is a year old … Time, you thief.

Emory

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book review: don’t drink the pink

“Don’t Drink the Pink” is the third children’s book by B.C.R. Fegan that I will be reviewing on my blog. 

This story is about a girl named Madeline. Madeline’s grandpa gives her a different coloured potion each birthday to drink down. These potions have fun and peculiar effects. Madeline is allowed to choose any colour except pink- that is, until her grandfather passes away.

Like “Don’t Ever Look Behind Door 32” and “The Day that A Ran Away,” this is another rhyming and colourful children’s book. Yet, while the previous two focus on number and alphabet learning, this one seems to have graduated to more mature subject matter, like growing up and death.

The back of the book states that it will explore “the reality of growing older.” I found that due to its whimsical nature, and especially the ending, I found it to be less realistic and more idealistic.

That said, I think that it might help Remy have a better understanding of death. This is something that we are trying to work on with her. So far we have only read through it once, and although she loved it, I didn’t go into great depth with explaining what really happened. I certainly will over the next few times that we reread it.

I think that “Don’t Drink the Pink” is a wonderful book for preschool-age children, up to perhaps grades 3 or 4. It is cute, sentimental, and honestly just a nice read. Look for it today.

This book was graciously sent to me to review on my blog. All words and opinions are mine.

Emory

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