I have been blessed with children who procrastinate, timelines,
schedules, organized process are all cheerfully ignored by these live on
edge small people. She started the board an hour ago....it's due
tomorrow. My organized, list making, orderly brain is freaking out
right now. She on the other hand has all the time in the world.
I posted the photo above and these musings to Facebook the other night. I had tried to be proactive and get her to start the actual experiment during Christmas break. She was pretty eager to do so, but the first round of bread samples were compromised when her younger brother ate them. The next set was prepared and we gave it another go and nothing happened after two weeks plus a few days there was still no mold growing. I found some raspberries in the refrigerator one day and we added the most moldy one to the slice of bread sitting on the counter near the snowman light, perfect mold growing conditions according to her reasearch, humidity and heat. The raspberry shriveled up and stopped producing mold. I kid you not we grew no mold. With only a week and half left before the project was due, she set up more bread samples and sent one set to Grandpas house (he threw them away, forgetting they were Rosie's science fair experiment) and one set to Beckie's. She checked a few times and no mold and so she finished the project as best as she could which landed us here, the night before it was due, where she had to type all her data, create a chart, print pictures and assemble her board...none of which she started until well into the evening, having after school espark, and then basketball practice. I figured it would be a late, late night, but as is so her she finished before 10 and when I asked to take a picture of the completed project I got this Rosie look that I see so often when I've spent the time freaking out and she just moves through it in her calm and steady way. The next morning her big sister sent a photo of one of the slices of bread covered in mold...at least we grew mold somewhere.
I posted the photo above and these musings to Facebook the other night. I had tried to be proactive and get her to start the actual experiment during Christmas break. She was pretty eager to do so, but the first round of bread samples were compromised when her younger brother ate them. The next set was prepared and we gave it another go and nothing happened after two weeks plus a few days there was still no mold growing. I found some raspberries in the refrigerator one day and we added the most moldy one to the slice of bread sitting on the counter near the snowman light, perfect mold growing conditions according to her reasearch, humidity and heat. The raspberry shriveled up and stopped producing mold. I kid you not we grew no mold. With only a week and half left before the project was due, she set up more bread samples and sent one set to Grandpas house (he threw them away, forgetting they were Rosie's science fair experiment) and one set to Beckie's. She checked a few times and no mold and so she finished the project as best as she could which landed us here, the night before it was due, where she had to type all her data, create a chart, print pictures and assemble her board...none of which she started until well into the evening, having after school espark, and then basketball practice. I figured it would be a late, late night, but as is so her she finished before 10 and when I asked to take a picture of the completed project I got this Rosie look that I see so often when I've spent the time freaking out and she just moves through it in her calm and steady way. The next morning her big sister sent a photo of one of the slices of bread covered in mold...at least we grew mold somewhere.
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