In our homeschool this year as we’ve studied history, our first civilization to explore in any kind of depth was Ancient Egypt.
We checked out a load of books from the library and decided making a mummy and a pyramid were both essential.
Poor “Ruby Baugh,” as her bear is named, was tapped as the unlucky deceased lovey:
She was ceremoniously gutted, salted, and wrapped in toilet paper.
Mackenzie immediately decided that whatever pyramid we would build needed to have room for a tomb to put our mummy in. There went my sugar cube idea. But how could I say no to this face?
So I brought down our boxes of CitiBlocs, buckled Caitlyn in her high chair with her lunch, and we got to work.
Mackenzie chose to build a step pyramid, and build it we did.
The side view, where you can see M’s handiwork on the left and mine on the right:
The front. Will it fit Mummy Baugh?
A Dose of Reality
I’ve blogged in the past about always leaving a wake when I’m accomplishing things and that has definitely been true so far in our five weeks of homeschooling.
Overall, I would say our house is actually cleaner and our meals more regular because I’ve been better about planning and roping Mackenzie into helping, but moment to moment things can get a little dicey as I juggle school with a toddler underfoot.
While Mackenzie and I were happily constructing our 400 block step pyramid, Caitlyn was watching while happily making a royal mess as she “washed” her high chair with water, guacamole and black beans.
The clean up was worth it, but it was definitely a calculated risk.