The finely-tuned telescope was intentionally left in the garage for the lunar eclipse tonight. To the kids, viewing through it means bumping it, using it like a pretend machine gun, a knob-twisting “what’s this do?” opportunity and “you’re not sharing” fight instigator.
Tonight we used our eyes, binoculars and a range scope to get a closer look when the Irvine cloud cover would give us a clear view. It was perhaps a collective 5 minutes of fun between melt downs, “it’s my turn!” and interrupted explanations of what was actually happening.
Anyone who thinks that 2 or more siblings will sit quietly with awe and wonder, patiently sharing a limited resource like a telescope, while becoming magically inspired about science like a PBS commercial is legitimately out of their F-ing mind.