Specific Science Center

To be more "specific" with Sam's 2 front teeth still MIA the Specific Science center sounds even more charming. That kid loves that place. To interest him in going 14 nights without a wet diaper we promised him a visit to Pacific Science Center. Well he has surpassed Dave and my greatest expectations and we are now a diaper free family! Just our little way of going just a little more "green". Thank you Sam for providing us a way to be little more politically correct.  

So most kids, I would say would rather visit the zoo--not Sam--not that he has such a love for learning, I'm not quite certain he does, but the

 PSC has a giant robot that will play tic tac toe against you. Mind you he's not the only child there that enjoys challenging the robot, the line is always long, but he may be the most patient. Far more patient then myself. I'd much rather go see the liquid nitrogen show. Fabulous! To be fair, Sam too enjoyed that little venue but one could tell his heart still belonged to Domo Arigato Mr. Roboto in the other room. I feel bad, I only got a picture of him operating Mr. Roboto's cousin the robotic backhoe which he likes just fine but Sam is a competitor and the backhoe is a piece of cake to captain. No one actually wins either.

So my second favorite place at PSC is the butterfly room. Sam too likes it but what is really cool is being able to hold a giant cockroach. Gross. I can see in the picture he doesn't really look all that thrilled but going through the butterfly after having a this little anthropoda climbing

up his arm. Did you know a cockroach can live an entire week with his head "cut" off because his brain is not in his head? It's spread out through his entire body! And this little fact is for Matt. A female cockroach mates only once in her life and is pregnant the rest of her life. Yikes. How's that for married bliss? Apparently, she's pretty heartless as well. Her heart is really a simple tube with valves that run blood back and forth. The heart could stop beating causing the insect no harm. Gross. 
Still I must add, of late I've been a little concerned of the soy Sam's been ingesting since, well, he could eat solids--1 year. And you know what "they" say about too much soy for the male gender.....There's a good chance he'll be a little light in his loafers. I mean when the boy's report card praises his skill of chopping, dicing and sewing, yet nary a word of his prowess in reading, writing or arithmetic, a mother starts to question which way the pendulum will "swing" (so to speak) So I was a playing the part of the disgusted mother but inside my heart was leaping with joy that he was certainly all boy.......He showed not an inkling of aversion in allowing that 6 legged creature to climb all over him. Rather quite the opposite. I believe if the PSC worker guy would have allowed he would have been living happily as our new pet. Thank goodness for small favors.