And not Day Three...
Today there has been a distinct lack of history and I have to admit that it is entirely my fault. We went to the beach this afternoon with the intention of building a basin irrigation system, I even took my camera so we could download photos at a later date, but I left the buckets and spades in the garage - Oops - and didn't fancy scratching it out with my bare hands.
Yesterday was a little more successful, we had our trip to Lambton Heritage Museum ,I combined it with a free puppet show, a playground with some friends, a picnic and ice cream so I expect that the children have already completely forgotten the museum bit.
I think the people at the museum have done a whole lot of work clearing out since we visited last year, I felt much less itchy walking around and you could actually see the horse drawn vehicle collection. We looked for and found a butter churn in the settler's cabin but could not find a single 19th century toy in the entire place.
There is a cute little schoolhouse that I mentioned before which has lots of math and grammar books you can look through. Perhaps tomorrow when its play in the 19th century afternoon I might just tell Jacob and Rose that children in the 'olden days' didn't have time to play (not entirely a fib, specially when you're nearly 9) and make them do schoolwork all afternoon. Or perhaps I can find a cowshed or something for them to muck out, can you imagine the state of Rose after that, I wonder how you accessorize for that sort of thing.
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