
Saturday night we went to the Children's Museum with our friends the
Yeagers and the Knights for a
Halloween Spooktacular Party. We spent some time in the Carnival Games room. Evan caught a lot of magnetic fish, but kept refuses the candy prize. I guess he didn't feel like this little pink fish was prize-worthy.

Owen showed off his natural talent for gourd bowling.

Evan flirted
severely with a princess in the art room.
Evan loves the art room. Tonight he was burying plastic
scorpions in some orange
flakey stuff. Owen and his friends were not impressed. They went off with the Dads to drive the bus in the "
Our World" room.

Meanwhile, Mia the Hungry, Hungry Caterpillar practiced hibernating.

Alex was dressed up as a Policeman, Owen Y. was a Transformer, and our Owen was a Frontiersman, or as he calls himself, "a white settler." He really wanted to be a Native American, but we explained to him that Native American people may not like him to dress up like them. He has moved on from the Titanic and is currently obsessed with the Dakota Indians, buffalo hunts, and the impact of settlers on the Native Americans and the buffaloes.
Well, we saw two kids dressed up as Native Americans tonight. Owen just stared at them and I knew the wheels were turning. When we got home he said, "I think it was OK for them to dress up like Indians because there weren't any brown people there." It was a completely innocent comment, but I just cringed. Why couldn't he just be a transformer or a police officer?

We spent a lot of time in the "
Out on a Limb" room. Nobody was in this room for most of the time, except us. The boys had the run of the tree house. Here Owen is telling his friends how the game is going to be played. I tried to interrupt because I thought he was being bossy, but the other two yelled, "
Noooooo. He's trying to tell us what to do!" Uh, O.K. My mistake?
Recently, Owen has taken to talking a lot with his hands. He is fascinated, much as I am, with sign language and he gestures whenever he's explaining something. This gesturing is usually accompanied with a slightly condescending tone of voice. He likes to be the authority on a lot of different topics (such as Native American tribes and their traditions) and is completely serious about it.
Evan and I were entranced by this wind tunnel. First, you're suppose to rake up the leaves. Then, you put them in this tube and they are suppose to make a whirlwind up to the top, but Evan and mine kept spitting out the side. He had much more patience for it than I did and kept trying long after I went off to explore other stations in the room.

Jim got pretty involved trying to create a structure with branches and PVC plumbing. This was as big as it got before it came crashing down. We did learn, as if we didn't know already, that we are not a handy family.
Making music out of sounds in nature was much more Jim's speed.

Meanwhile the moms sat on the bench and chatted.

And Mia slept through it all!