And then…the science fair descends upon the Berry household. Holy hypothesis, our home has been sabotaged.
I adore science (even majored in it in college), but whoever created this concept must have thought that adults somehow need a yearly booster shot of elementary education, or perhaps that spouses need a little practice in patience under unnecessary pressure, or maybe that parents would never actually engage with their kids at all if it weren’t for guilt-laden, school-enforced “fun” — because let’s be real about how this kind of thing usually goes down…
Parents end up doing half the construction and 3/4 of the trouble-shooting,
the house falls apart somewhere between the third supply run and the fourth test run,
and you end up with something akin to a moderately-functional thermo siphon water heater that will then live on the porch for a couple of months until the resident mom gets tired of looking at it or the dad needs the hose to siphon a cistern or the plastic to patch a broken car window.
Lucky for the other half of us (divide and conquer), we already had a little science happening over here, and this mom is totally not above using a project already underway to keep the resident second grader from giving herself a childhood ulcer. Rivers of tears have been shed over this project, I tell you. “But it’s due in THREE WEEKS!” as she bites her nails in anticipation, “But I have to present it in UNDER THREE MINUTES,” as she hyperventilates over what has never taken her more than 45 seconds to rehearse and “But I don’t even know what a science fair IS!” she wails as if confessing the mortal sin of confusion.
So, for the sake of sanity, “Plants Grown from Kitchen Scraps” it is…
…’cause we’ve already been doing our Home Work,
…and we’re cool like that.
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Science fair projects give ME ulcers! They were super-stressful as a child, and now I have 4 kids with projects due!! Luckily two of them were due this weekend and the other 2 are due in two weeks. I totally slack and pick something easy and do the bare minimum (unlike my childhood, where my parents orchestrated my project so that I could win and go to the science symposium). I really don’t see the point in them….if they are meant to create bonding time with your child or induce a joy in scientific discovery…..they miss the mark!
Dawn – agreed. Give me a hike in the woods with my kids any day. I’m pretty sure helping four kids through science fair projects earns you a free ticket to heaven. Just sayin’.
Aww…..thanks Beth!
Your scrap garden is totally inspiring me!
Science fair = CLASSISM. Nuff said.
Love this. And not looking forward to science projects (oldest is 4 years). But the kitchen scrap garden is brilliant. Stowing that idea away…
Love it!
You know, I totally hated on my kids science fairs this year. A couple weeks afterwards, I was reading “Shit my Dad Says” and decided to read the chapter to my kiddos wherein the scientist dad flips out that the author fudged his results on his science fair project.
I decided to try not to get a hernia over it next year; to use it as an opportunity to work and explore and lead my kids. Yeah, I’ll probably do most of the work, and I could be bummed about that, or I could think how doing things as a kid should require (and receive) guidance.
We’ll see how I do when we get to next year’s fair.