The Seven-Year-Old practices her mad scientist cackle

Background: This semester we gave The Seven-Year-Old the option to sign up for two after school classes. She picked Old School Sports, which teaches you to play old-fashioned games like Four Square and (The Seven-Year-Old fervently hopes) badminton. She also picked Crazy Chemworks. 

Daddyo: “How did you pick Crazy Chemworks?”

The Seven-Year-Old: “I get to be a scientist for once.”

Daddyo: “Why do you want to be a scientist?”

The Seven-Year-Old: “I want to study whooping cranes.”

Daddyo: “How will Crazy Chemworks help?”

The Seven-Year-Old: “I want to make medicines to help whooping cranes.”


The Seven-Year-Old: “And I want to make explosions with science.”

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About Shala Howell

Writer of things ranging from optical network switching white papers to genetic testing patient education materials to historical fiction set in an 1880s asylum. When I’m not scratching my head over pesky characters who refuse to do things how I want them done or dreaming of my next book (which will of course be much easier to write than the current one), my writerly self can be found blogging about life with a very curious Ten-Year-Old at, or musing about books and the writing life at
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