History as it Should Be Taught!

Considering that Saskatchewan has yielded a rich amount and variety of dinosaur bones and fossils it seems fitting that the show Walking With Dinosaurs came to Regina last week. We dithered a bit about getting tickets, but finally decided that it was too good of an opportunity for the kids to miss.

We went to the show on Monday evening and are we ever glad we did. It was fantastic.

Before the show started we loaded up with drinks and popcorn, but once it started the kids forgot all about eating and drinking (and to be honest, so did Dallas and I) and were completely engrossed in the production. This was a history lesson unlike any we had experienced before!

An Ankylosaurus with its massive armour being introduced by the show's paleontologist host.

Two male Torosaurs battle for dominance of the herd.

Mama T-Rex protecting her baby from a torosaurus and an ankylosaurus. The T-Rex won.
Two Brachiosaurs defend themselves from becoming the dinner of the smaller Allosaurus.

How to Beat the Monday Morning Blahs

I finally got the second batch of Blue Faced Leicester Navajo plied, washed and skeined. I am thrilled with the result! Now if I could just figure out how to skein neatly. I am eager to cast this on for socks to see if really is as nice as I think it is.
I am not sure which I am more excited about, though - great handspun or new Birks! The mailperson brought these this morning only 2 1/2 weeks after I ordered them from Germany. I really NEEDED some new ones after last spring's episode between my shoes and Kai the brat.

I really have no idea what I am going to wear with the pink ones, but I thought they were just too cute not to buy. One thing is for sure - Kai will not be allowed near them.

I think my husband knows I ordered them. Either way I can already hear him heavy sigh when he gets home from work. Guys just do not get women and shoes. He has a pair of brown shoes and a pair of black shoes and a pair of runners for all the other times. Pink shoes will have him scratching his head.

This is So Much More My Speed

I spent yesterday in a new way for me. It is a way that I could get used to. Why? Because it is quiet.

Of all the things that having kids entails one of the hardest for me to deal with is the constant noise. And my kids don't whisper. They are usually yelling at each other at the top of their voices. So to be in a school gym full of kids and have it so silent was pure bliss.

Plus I got a lot of knitting done.

I am pretty proud of Christopher. Neither his dad or I play chess, but last fall he taught himself to play with a computer program. He enjoys it so much that a few weeks ago he started playing in a chess club that meets every Sunday at the university. I rather enjoy those afternoons also.

He even entered into a tournament yesterday where the winners in each grade class would be the provincial representatives at the national finals. With his limited experience he was playing against some kids who were very good. He held his own, though, and more importantly he really enjoyed himself.

The tournament organizers were very pleased that they had more girls entered this year than any other year. Somehow I don't think that Katie will ever be one of them, though. She thought it was called chest and the person the won was the one who had the most men left on the field at the end of the game. It is just so not her type of thing.