Yesterday I picked Dorothy up early from daycare and went to MIT to meet with my cousin, his wife and their son, who's applying to MIT this fall. They'd gone on the tour, and we chatted about MIT.
Afterwards, I went to the Rocket Team meeting, which I hadn't been to since before Dorothy was born. Everyone at the meeting of course thought she was cute. Elizabeth came by to get a ride home. When Dorothy fussed one time, Elizabeth picked her up and walked her around the room. Apparently there were more ways for Dorothy to kill herself in the rocket team office than she'd ever seen before. :-) Elizabeth showed Dorothy the bandsaw, and the drill press, and all the cool tools and rocket parts. Is there any doubt that she's going to be exposed to this kind of stuff a lot throughout her childhood?
Posted by Tom Nugent at August 10, 2004 10:30 PMThat's healthy. Growing up with/around lots of heavy equipment is a good thing. Also you end up with odd little keepsakes (like I have a key for most Bobcat or Case equipment on my keychain).
Posted by: Bill Coate at August 12, 2004 11:23 PMWhat was the line from that Disney movie...?
No! No Touchie! No!
:-D I wanna play with a bandsaw....
Posted by: Seth at August 13, 2004 01:35 AM