Have I ever mentioned how much I love a good selfie? Oh yes. I have.

Our afternoon at COSI was all we could have hoped for today. We visit a lot of museums on a regular basis, especially science museums, so we can be pretty harsh critics. None of us had anything bad to say, today, though.

We all enjoyed the hands on exhibits and we spent hours poking in and out of the exhibit halls. The little kid play space, with its make believe areas and water room and playdoh, was a big hit with Esme. Catherine had the big kid lab all to herself and she reveled in having the full attention of the docent stationed there. They spent a good long time building lego together while Catherine talked the poor gal’s ear off.

The highwire unicycle was an incredible surprise for us, and the three of us whose legs met the length requirement all took a turn.

Science museums are always fun, but even more so with Papa at a new museum to us. Here’s a gallery of photos from the day.

Let the exploration continue!

I love finding bits of art around the house. Especially when I didn’t know they had been working on any!

{Stained Glass Dinosaurs, by Catherine}

There is something about a jigsaw puzzle that draws me in. Maybe it the chaos turning to order. Maybe it is the meticulous steps of sorting and flipping and separating. Or maybe it is the examining of the pieces and finding just the right spot for them.

My father-in-law is now discovering that unattended puzzles will get worked on if I am anywhere in the vicinity. This Van Gogh themed puzzle is particularly fun to work as it is really several small puzzles tucked into one larger one. Perfect for this puzzle lover!

I discovered this little guy hanging out on the counter at the Mount Vernon Chipotle. Cutest little thing I ever did see!

If there is one thing I do in my spare time it is dream up fantastic travel plans, big trips and side trips alike, that I will likely never have the opportunity to go on. Even when we do travel I often have two or three ideas for detours or interesting things to see (over and above the awesome things we’ve already planned). Very, very rarely are we able to fit in my extra stops, mainly due to time or money or kids or any other number of reasons.

Today was one of those lucky days when my wild scheme of an idea got put into action. We woke, dressed and left our mid-NY hotel room by 7am and zipped our way to the American side of Niagara Falls. The $10 we paid to park was a good investment to the State Park and was well worth it for our hour’s stay on the river’s edge.

Everything was glazed over with ice capped snow, thanks to the spray from the falls, and the whiteness was almost blinding. We wandered the snowy paths near the water, along with a couple bus loads of tourists and some other, heavily dressed, families.

Our views weren’t as impressive as the photos of “Frozen Niagara” that are all over the internet, but it was still amazing to see the snow and ice. And still more awesome that my quirky, ‘squeeze in a little side trip’ idea actually worked out for once!

“The human bean,” the Giant went on, “is coming in dillions of different flavours. For instance, human beans from Wales is tasting very whooshey of fish. There is something very fishy about Wales.”

“You mean whales,” Sophie said. “Wales is something quite different.”

“Wales is whales,” the Giant said. “Don’t gobblefunk around with words. I will now give you another example. Human beans from Jersey has a most disgustable woolly tickle on the tongue,” the Giant said. “Human beans from Jersey is tasting of cardigans.”

“You mean jerseys,” Sophie said.

“You are once again gobblefunking!” the Giant shouted. “Don’t do it! This is a serious and snitching subject.

While I was trying to do a million other things today, Catherine was begging me to make some new clothes for her doll, Lily. Moments like this are exactly why I hold on to the undamaged bottoms of my jeans legs even when the rest of the pants have breathed their last.

With one cut of the scissors, one seam and a length of elastic I was able to whip up a brand new skirt AND satisfy one 8 year old’s desperate need for doll clothes. At least for now!

{any resemblance between this doll and any Duggar daughter is completely coincidental!}

It took a month for the snow to fill our street and three hours for the trucks to cart it away. Just on our corner alone.

Luckily, there was an Esme nearby to oversee the work.

Welcome Frog is a bit wearied by the snow.

Things are not looking good, or warm, for my 6am wake up call.