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The Children's Museum Guild's Haunted House Grim-Nasium Ticket Give-a-Way

“I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” ― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables. October, how I love thee, especially in Indy! The last couple of years we've been on Fall Break in Florida during the middle of October, and I feel like we missed some of the best local October fun. This year we only have two days off for break and are staying put. I'm so glad, because we're filling the month with ALL the autumn fun Indy has to offer! From pumpkins and caramel apples to spooky outings. Our first experience of the month? The Children's Museum Guild's Haunted House Grim-Nasium! You aren't going to want to miss it! The Guild has out done themselves again this year. The theme is throughout the haunted house in such spooky, fun and creative ways. My favorite was the Fear Leader Tryout Reminder. The Horrifying Details: It's the 55th annual Museum Guild's Haunted House. A truly terrifying monster filled gym theme. Tickets are...

Oh No, The Pool Shrunk | Goldfish Swim School Carmel

Goldfish Swim School  is a valued partner of DelightStruck Jen (and The Lou, aka Baby Girl), and we kind of love being able to share our swim story with you. Happy reading. A couple of swim practices ago The Lou noted that the in her opinion the pool had shrunk! No we aren't hanging out with Rick Moranis for another silly sequel, The Lou has gotten stronger and increased her speed over the months. When the whole length of the pool once seemed daunting to her, she now glides up and down it with ease, working on her strokes. Yes, in her view, a once huge body of water has shrunk down to size. I love sitting on the other side of the glass and watching her swim. It makes me smile. I love her confidence and her desire to constantly improve, even on the nights when she's a little worn out from her school day. She's got goals and a dream to swim for the Carmel Swim Team when she's older, and that keeps her pushing herself. Not me, not her coach, but her. She drives it ...