The strangest, most unexpected consequence of going to the Maryhill Museum (which is awesome, by the way) was that the girls developed a desire to learn how to play chess.
The museum has an impressive collection of chess sets (including one based on the comic strip The Wizard of Id, which Elizabeth loves), and a giant plastic chess set that visitors can play with. So, when we were there I gave the kids a down & dirty chess lesson. I'm not good at chess (Anson used to regularly own me in that game, for which I will always resent him), but Elizabeth in particular really took to it.
So the girls played some games at home (we have a chess set, which I won from Aaron by way of coin toss many years ago). Then, a month or two ago, Elizabeth used her place mat as a chessboard, in order to stave off the boredom induced by the adults talking. Perhaps not regulation, but impressive.
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