Visited Jamestown, VA today for some lessons about early life in the colonies as part of our homeschooling this year. They got to explore a small Native-American village, learn about food and crafts, board and explore sea-worthy replicas of 2 of the 3 ships that left England and landed in Jamestown, and explored a fort.
Went to a friend’s house for black-bean burgers and beer after that. The Jamestown trip would have been good if it weren’t for a youngest, whom I will refer to as Honey Badger, attempting to jump from the ship into the water, run into a fire during the food demonstration, and he was attempting to capture a black snake living in the rafters of one of the houses in the fort. At 3 and a half year old, Honey Badger doesn’t give a fuck about why he shouldn’t do something; mission accomplishment is the name of the game.