Took the kids to the Walter’s Art Museum in Baltimore today. We go there once or twice a year as part of our history studies. Seeing the stuff at the museum after we’ve learned about it helps bring history alive.
For instance, this guy is Caesar Augustus who founded a little thing called…the Roman Empire (!!). Remember him from the Nativity story?
“In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world…and everyone went to their own town to register. So Joseph also went up…to Bethlehem. He went there to register with Mary, who was…expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them.”
It’s sort of nice to know what at least one guy from the bible really looked like. Well, other than the fact that it’s obvious he was airbrushed for wrinkles and pimples.
There are a few profile reliefs of other people mentioned in the bible, like Cyrus the Great and Nebuchadnezzer, but you have to travel to Iraq or Afghanistan to see them in person. Not exactly places where American families commonly go for their summer holidays.
And then there was this Egyptian fish:
This falls into our current events category: “Boys, we have this very same fish in our freezer at home.” See:
Apparently, if you refuse to eat your tilapia and leave it on your plate for 3500 years, it turns this lovely bluish-green color. I’ll never get the kids to eat their fish now. “But Mom, we want to see it turn green!”
There’s a room where the museum people restore art. If you’re lucky, someone will be restoring art on the day you visit the museum, and you can peer at them through an open window. And if you compliment them on their nose ring, they’ll talk to you and answer your questions.
This very nice woman showed us some rusty items she was restoring and talked way over the kids’ heads about oxidation and humidity and wah-wah-wah. They weren’t getting it. So, I reminded them about Darling Husband’s key that we destroyed. The boys and I took Darling Husband’s skeleton key that went to his grandmother’s house in Pittsburg and buried it in the backyard, when we were playing archaeologists (You know you’re a homeschooler if…). Unfortunately, the key got badly rusted in the 4 days it was buried in the yard. Darling Husband was distressed that we ruined the key. “That was all that I had of my grandmother.” I felt like such a heel.
(Aside: Hmm. I guess we’re even now. About a month after we were married Darling Husband accidentally broke a key to my antique sideboard, probably devaluing it by a good $80,000. Or maybe it was $80. Anyway, Darling Husband handled his disappointment over his ruined key much more graciously than I handled my disappointment over my ruined key.)
Anyway, as I was explaining to Boy7 about rust, the art restorer was listening in. She said, “Do you still have the key?” “Yes.” “Go to Home Depot and get some tannic acid. It’ll restore the rust.” It’s so nice to hang out with art restorers! They’re full of good advice like that. I should have invited her to Li’s Buffet the next time she’s in Gettysburg. And now I can kill two birds with one stone: head to Home Depot for a dishwasher and some tannic acid.
Then we swung by Nephew13’s house to bring him up here for the weekend. Stopped at Cici’s pizza for lunch and Petsmart to look at the fish and scorpions. Look at this frog’s long leg.
If I were going to ever get more pets, it would be frogs. I really love frogs. Aren’t those great looking frogs? They look so happy.