Remember before you had kids (difficult, I know) and you said silly things like “I will only dress my children in clothes from Gap Kids”, or when you had only one child and said “No thanks” to hand-me-downs because you liked buying new clothes for your precious little angel? Just me? Oh, how I like to laugh at that young, clueless version of myself.
We came thru the South Entrance at Lucas Oil Stadium last night and… it was quiet. The lights were dimmed. Not the bustling activity we’re used to from weekends past during Colts games but vendors quietly coming in and out with trolleys, boxes and signs in tow.
And then we went up the ramp into the heart of the stadium and found it - the Midwest Outdoor Expo – with rows of RVs and boats, a tiny homes village, a rock wall and more.
Are your kids obsessed with American Ninja Warrior? Do you find them taking precarious leaps off of your sofa, rearranging their bedroom furniture into an obstacle course, defying gravity on the monkey bars?
And if you have had just about enough of your house doubling as a training arena, consider yourself lucky to be a just a short drive from a state-of-the-art, first of its kind The NinjaZone Academy. Because the ninjas are now quite literally in a building.
“Tale as old as time… true as it may be. Barely even friends, then somebody bends. Unnnnnnexpectedly.”
So, is the title track for Beauty and the Beast now in your head? GOOD. Because it’s been stuck in mine all week and now I can finally let it out.
Circus Starring YOU...now open at The Children's Museum!
It's easy to forget how amazing our local Children's Museum is. We take for granted the permanent exhibits, the new experiences, and the events they host.
But as someone who travels across the country with her kids and visits museums geared toward kids often, I can say without a doubt we're spoiled by The Children's Museum of Indianapolis.
I found a new obsession. Binging. Binging on shows! It happened while I was on maternity leave. I would put on a show when I was nursing, and I soon became addicted to this “me” time. But let’s be honest, when you are a working mother of 2 there isn’t usually a lot of time to dedicate to watching your favorite shows, let alone new ones!
So thanks to Miss Olive, I found a new few binge-worthy shows worth checking out! Here’s my top 5 to get your started:
Oh fearless families… do you have what it takes to conquer the curse of the Castle at The Children's Museum of Indianapolis' (@TCMIndy) Haunted House? Proceed with caution, for Burnadette the Dragon guards her lair fiercely!
The Cursed Castle Haunted House is a fa”boo”lous activity for the whole family: there’s sufficient ‘scare’ for the thrill seekers among us, but it’s not going to leave your kiddos too scared to go to bed at night!
As the owner of a ‘creative’ rather than ‘mathematical/logical’ brain, I was always quite overwhelmed by the information thrown at us during high school science classes. However, I doubt even my 14-year-old self would be baffled by the newly revamped Scienceworks at The Children's Museum of Indianapolis (#atTCM). Indeed, it could well transform me into a 40-something science nerd!
A sign adorning the wall of the new exhibit quotes Einstein: “The important thing is to never stop questioning.” It couldn't be more apt, as the exhibit will doubtlessly have every visitor through the door brimming with curiosity and a thirst for learning. It’s like an oasis of knowledge, all clearly laid out and ripe for the taking.
Glow sticks, disco ball, music, bouncing babies, and dancing toddlers. Yes, it's as cute as it sounds. The Baby Rave at The Urban Chalkboard is a sensory overload and a fantastically fun experience for kids of all ages, zero to 100.
Last year the Indiana Dairy association had a contest: who makes the best mac and cheese? My husband tagged me in their post on twitter because we think I make some pretty sweet mac and cheese. So, I entered the contest. This was no easy thing because they wanted a recipe and I make food off of the top of my head most of the time. To make matters worse, hubby didn't think “any cheese without mold on it” was a suitable ingredient. So, it was really hard and I was not optimistic. For good reason, too. I lost. I wasn’t a finalist last year but I got 4 free tickets to the fair and a nice swag bag of consolation prizes.
Fast forward a year and the Indiana Dairy folks are at it again. Except this time its grilled cheese. I am not known for my grilled cheese prowess, in fact I seldom make them because my oldest child hates american cheese. But, our IN Dairy pizza cutter from last year’s swag had been left on the stove when it was hot so it melted and I thought to myself: “Self, we could spent $12 on a pizza cutter, or we could lose this contest and get one for free!” Obviously, I opted to lose the contest again. We have 4 kids and one income: $12 is a lot of money!
Imagine my surprise when, instead of a package full of swag, I get an email telling me I’ve qualified as one of 8 finalists! Hey, wait a minute. I just needed a new pizza cutter here. This is bananas. Never in a million years did I suspect I would qualify. I saw some of those other grilled cheese’s on Instagram. One of them had pulled pork on it! Mine doesn't have pork! Mine is really very boring! I’m toast! Cheesy grilled toast! Its a lot of fun to tell people that you’re awesome and qualified for a grilled cheese contest, its another thing entirely to have to make 4 sandwiches in public and serve them to people to be judged.
In the next few weeks the organizer of the event called me a few times to confirm the ingredients in my recipe. By this point I’d already forgotten my “recipe” since I pretty much made it up. So I'm reasonably sure that I overestimated the size of my slices and that this sandwich will have way too much cheese on it. She asked if I wanted particular brands of bread or cheese. My response of “I really just buy whatever is on sale…” seemed super lame. She told me that one competitor wanted specific cheese that was made in Indiana, probably by artisans with access to magic cows who tap dance and sell chicken nuggets or something. I can’t stress to this lady enough how much I think she should really disqualify me and send me packing. I am not a chef. I’m just a chick who likes to get swag in the mail and has a reasonable degree of culinary ability. But, alas, she didn't disqualify me.
Its 8:33 in the morning the day of the contest. I haven't even gotten to the fair grounds yet and I have already imagined 500 ways I could embarrass myself and all of my ancestors. God help me if anyone asks what I did to prepare for this thing because the answer will be that I took a sleeping pill so that I wouldn't be up all night imagining all the ways I could perish in a grilled cheese related incident. I haven’t practiced my sandwich at all. Because goodness knows that I’d end up burning myself, because that’s my level of competency. I’m working on reminding myself that I’ve been saying and doing stupid things for 30+ years now and I’m still a relatively functional human being. Worst case: I lose but I got my whole family into the fair for free. *shrug* Thats not so bad, right?
…Uh oh… what if I don't get a consolation pizza cutter?! I’m going back to bed.