Thursday, November 7, 2013

MATH Museum


We have been watching a whole morning's worth of cartoons.  You were up at 7:30 and we didn't leave the house until noon.  all cartoons all the time, until we were bored.  I remember Saturday Morning Cartoons. ALL Morning, until Captain Kangaroo around 11:30, and then just stuff for adults.  I had Bugs Bunny and Scooby Doo.

Your mom calls 2 hours before she's supposed to pick you up.  She sounds tired and also surrounded by death.  Of friends, of people who are not in the hospice circles.  People who are supposed to stay alive.  She can't come.  I hear your voice go dull, like it does on the phone when the distant parent is distant.  Darwinian survival.  It is the same tone of voice I hear when your dad calls and we have made it to Madison Square Park.  (And are eating our cookie & chocolate croissant, today I am spoiling you!)

Your dad said to go somewhere wacky, and because he's your dad, you imagine that he has a place in mind.  But I had walked by a few weeks before, I looked in and saw kids.  I wanted to go and I was even happier to bring you.  Turns out, it was kinda perfect.

MATH MUSEUM

We go inside and the first thing I see is the Triangle Trykes.  We try them on.  Then wander to a building-table where they have a huge number of erector set pieces.  Then we wander to The Matharium where you play on the computer, designing a Dodecahedron (12 sided shape) with many faces and vectors.  (There's a contest and I vote as much as I can) 
Then there's a car ramp game, where you have to negotiate with the other boys around you (more 7-10 year old boys in one space than I've seen anywhere!  Only one girl)  
Downstairs is a dance floor that changes every 20 minutes, you love that.  A fractal camera that makes you look like a tree of pictures of yourself and a laser cutter that creates a giant puzzle out of tessellations.  
Basically, you did everything as much as you wanted, we stayed for 4 hours.  It was awesome!!

I also taught you those three words, which you were happy to show off to your dad.  And he was impressed.

Excellent day, kid.

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