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By Kate Rockwood
Unlike The Idea Factory, which tends to attract a hip-height crowd, the Brick by Brick exhibit was bustling with building fans of all ages (yes, even adults were unabashed about building elaborate towers and ambitious structures). My kids ogled the 60-foot-long Golden Gate bridge replica, the scaled-down Roman Colosseum, the fairy castles and Ferris wheel, all made entirely from Legos. But the real highlights were the hands-on areas.
They built cars to race down an inclined ramp, and tight-roped across life-sized I-beams meant to demonstrate construction strength. We tried as a family to build a foam tower that could withstand a simulated earthquake (we failed—to my preschooler’s peals of laughter—four times). And when my 2-year-old found a corner literally covered in Lego bases and realized he could build directly on the walls, well, his jaw dropped for a solid 10 minutes.
Though we have a giant bin of Legos at home, I realized we’d only seen the tip of the iceberg when it comes to brick building. The MSI’s exhibit doesn’t only show off the engineering and architecture that’s possible with a tiny piece of plastic—it has an abundance of every size, shape, color and accessory imaginable, so kids can dig in themselves. When I loaded the kids back into the car, after indulging them with a super-long visit and a brisk walk past the Lego-filled gift shop, my almost 4-year-old grinned up at me and gave the visit her highest seal of approval by asking, “When can we come back to the Lego museum?”
Kate Rockwood is a journalist, mother and diehard Chicagoan.
By Katie Niekerk
This might seem strange, especially considering I’m turning 35—which is still relatively young, at least in my view, but some would say it’s old enough to begin shying away from acknowledging my birthday at all. Which I vehemently pooh-pooh.
Here’s how I figure: as busy mothers, wives, girlfriends, friends, employees and a million other things, it’s absolutely beyond 100 percent perfectly acceptable to pat ourselves on the back for being alive and doing a good job of it.
There are days I climb into bed and feel a brief sense of awe at everything that took place that day. The morning dash to get my 7-year-old son off to school, lunch packed, backpack zipped, shoes on. The 9-to-5 workday, which pretty much always sees its own set of challenges, successes and somewhere in-betweens. The evening routine of dinner, soccer practice, homework, playtime and bed. Then whatever time I can squeeze in for fun stuff, like a book or a movie, or boring stuff, like cleaning or paying bills. I mean, sheesh! The days are these little tornados that come and go and eventually, comprise the passage of time.
There’s Mother’s Day to feel appreciated, it’s true. But heck, nearly half of the female population falls under that category. So yeah, when the annual opportunity comes up to celebrate me and only me, I’m gonna go right ahead and take it.
And you should, too. Book a spa day by yourself or with friends. Force your significant other, I mean politely request, a night out together or dinner at your favorite restaurant. Get your nails done, and when they start to chip and look crappy, get them done again. Immediately. Keep a promise to yourself to get up early to work out certain days of the week.
Whatever it is that makes you happy, do those things during your birthday month. Because ladies, you rock.
Source: Moms In The Mix – News