December 2008

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Three Good Things for the day (and today was a rough day):

  1. I braved the biting cold and took Toby to the dog park for the second time this week.  I’m trying to make it a point to get him out more often.  The dog park is yet another wonderful discovery in our new neighborhood.
  2. I did some dooce archive reading.  Leta is now 2 years old and repeating the final word of her parents’ sentences – just like Sam was doing a few months back.  Thank god for mommy-bloggers.
  3. I found a bottle of the same champagne we enjoyed so much for Christmas dinner with Adam’s parents.  Happy New Year!

The last Montessori school I visited is going to be our top choice.  I didn’t get that, “this is the one” feeling when I observed the classroom, though - I thought the kids were flailing about too much and the environment wasn’t quite as attractive as one of the other 2 options on my list.  But they do indeed respect the 3 hour work cycle, as advertised.  Actually, it turns out to be more like 2 1/2 hours, but that time is uninterupted. 

Another thing I noticed was that the older children at this school were using the math beads, the moveable alphabet, and other reading and math tasks.  I didn’t see much of that at any of the other schools.

I’m a bit concerned about the ideological garbage at this school: environmentalism, multiculturalism, religion, and volunteerism.  They have one elementary class, and the kids “volunteer” at a soup kitchen or something.  The administrator spoke about how they try to get the kids to see that “it’s not all about them – that they are just a part of a community.”  This disturbs me, but I can’t say it’s any worse at this school than it would be anywhere. 

Our backup school is the one I that said felt cramped, but I ruled out the one with the more attractive environment because the tuition was quite a bit higher.

Now I have to figure out how in the world we can afford this.

Confessions

Forgive me, Internet, for I have sinned.  It has been 44 days since my last confession.

I’ve grown to like Diane Rehm.  She’s a radio host with a speech impediment.  For years that fact alone made me turn off NPR in disgust every time I heard her voice.  (I’ll never get over the fact that at my very first real job, I worked with a legally deaf woman who was hired to answer the phone!)  Rehm is also an infuriating liberal.  But she is a good interviewer and I learn a lot from her show.  As long as I’m at it, I’ll admit that I think Bill O’Reilly is a good interviewer too, despite his disgusting character and idiotic populist views.  I haven’t watched his show in years, but I always thought he asked real questions, unlike so many “journalists” who elicit nothing of substance from their subjects, except what you already know.

Mysteries

Why do dogs think lotion is food?  At least cat poo has protein in it.

Thanks to Jean Moroney for another simple, and hopefully valuable, idea: each day, write down three good things that happened in the last 24 hours.  I can always use a little help staying on the positive side, so I think I’ll try it here on the blog for a while.  In the last 24 hours:

  1. I took Sam to our local library for the first time and it turned out to be a beautiful new building with a great selection of books.  I love our new neighborhood.
  2. I took Sam to our local (indoor) pool for the first time, and again, it was a nice, clean facility and we had a blast.
  3. I watched a movie that goes on my Top 50 List for sure: The Man Who Would Be King.  What a grand adventure!  And how can you go wrong with Sean Connery and Michael Caine?

Fungicide

It finally happened!  Somebody found my blog by searching for “how to clean moss off of a sidewalk.”

fungicide

Sunshine

A few years back we almost had the chance to live in Alaska for a year, and now that I’ve lived in 8 cities in 7 different states, I’m so glad we ended up in New Orleans instead.

When we lived in Michigan we missed the sun during winter.  It was cloudy most days, and when the sun did come out, it just meant that it would be colder than usual because there were no clouds to hold in the heat.  The sun had no power to warm.  You couldn’t feel it on your skin at all – you only knew it was there by looking.  Chocolate and cozy fires a few times a week got us through until April, when we’d start to feel like winter was over.

Here in Virginia I still hate the shortened days and chilly weather, but it is 68 degrees right now!  Even on cold days, when the sun is out it is powerful enough to warm up the inside of your car a bit.  You have a chance to soak up that energy and to produce some vitamin D.

The weather in Florida ranged from about 60-80 degrees while we were there.  It rained once, but otherwise, the sun was shining.  It was HOT.  It felt like summer.  I had to move into the shade after a half hour of sunning because I got overheated.  It was heavenly.

This was the Christmas of Bananagrams and Finding the Ghost.

Bananagrams is Scrabble on speed.  You use the same kind of tile letters as in Scrabble, but you don’t use a board and you don’t keep score.  You start with about 15-20 tiles (depending on how many players) and just start building words in a crossword pattern.  There are no points for using uncommon letters – it’s all about using them up.  When a player uses up his initial set of tiles, he shouts “PEEL” and then everyone, including the peeler, picks up one more tile and tries to finish again.  There are 144 tiles so the peeling is a big part of the game.  When you build a good base, you can add single letters to your board as quickly as you can pick them up, so the peeling can be a real thrill.  When there are no more tiles to peel, the next player to use up his letters wins.  You can also play Banana Smoothie where you simply divide up all the letters at the start and try to be the first one to use them up.

I think the best thing about Bananagrams is that everybody plays at once, unlike Scrabble, where you spend a lot of the time just waiting your turn.  The game can be serious or raucous depending on your mood, the concept and the rules are simple, it’s super-portable (just a bag with tiles in it), and you can play with only 2 people if you want to.  Just like Scrabble, you get the pleasure of using your mind - concentrating, being creative, and drawing upon a huge storehouse of knowledge.  And the feedback is immediate – win or lose – but completely inconsequential to your success in life. 

Thanks to Adam’s sis (is that a word? I need a Scrabble dictionary) for introducing us to this fabulous game!  The adults played it endlessly the whole week. 

Samantha and her second-cousin (cousin-once-removed?) had their own game: Find the Ghost.  It was nothing more than hide and seek – another game that has a simple concept.  Adam’s dad had joked about their new house having ghosts, so when the ten-year-old cousin gave me a wink and then snuck upstairs, I told Sam to go find the ghost.  That girl is a master hider!  The girls had so much fun with this game that the first thing Sam said the next morning was FIND GHOST FIND GHOST, as if she had been dreaming about it all night. 

Games are fun.

We’re having a wonderful Christmas in sunny Florida with my in-laws.  I’ve been swimming twice, ridden on two killer roller coasters, seen some tigers, read two popular novels, and have been introduced to the greatest game since Pictionary.  I took a nap today, too.  Hallelujah!

And I have showered and washed my hair 7 straight days in a row.  I hadn’t been keeping track, but I’m fairly certain that that is the record since Sam was born 2 years, 3 months, and 23 days ago.

More details to come…

I’ll never hear YYZ the same way again.  I thought we were supposed to think that Rush was an amazing band for making all this sound with only THREE musicians!

 

(via list of the day)

Luckily, we will be having Christmas this year.  We’re going to Florida to visit Adam’s parents.  We managed to put up a few little Christmas decorations around the house, but no tree or outside lights.  Santa will come while we are gone and leave a few things.

This is the third year in a row that we’ll be away for Christmas.  We visited Adam’s parents in St. Louis for Sam’s first Christmas, then last year we were literally homeless, in between living in San Diego and Lexington, so we stayed at our super-great friends’ house in Richmond.  My mom pointed out that these early years are really the best time to take Sam to other places for Christmas – when she gets older it will be more important to stay home. 

I finished my “Christmas shopping” today.  We managed to make zero Christmas shopping trips by picking up items here and there along the way.  Besides Christmas cards (which I’m very proud to say that we got out in early December) we didn’t buy a single thing for anybody other than Sam.  I picked up stocking stuffers at Target (where I’ve been 4 times in the past 3 weeks for stuff we need for the house) and Adam picked out the big-ticket item at Ikea: an easel which has paper, chalkboard, and whiteboard.  I know she’ll get some nice things from the grandparents and maybe a couple of friends, and that is enough.

I’m looking forward to the vacation.  I really need a break and I’m hoping the grandparents will take over and let me sleep in a few days.  I probably won’t blog while we’re gone, so I’ll take this opportunity to wish all my readers a Merry Christmas.  Get off your computers and go play with your kids!

This was the first song we made up for Sam. 

Sing this to the tune of You Are My Sunshine:

Little Samantha
Little Samantha
We really love you
Yes we do
We really love you
Little Samantha
Your pee, your puke and your poo

Sing this to the tune of Three Blind Mice:

Chew your food
Chew your food
Chew your food
Chew your food
Chomp it up like a good dinosaur
After you swallow you can let out a roar
And if you’re still hungry you can have some more
Chew your food

I’m having a real problem with time sickness again.  Any time I’m doing something that is either purely for myself (taking a shower, eating, writing in my blog) or where my body is occupied but my mind is not (doing dishes, driving, letting out the dog) I feel panic setting in.  All I can think about is how many other things I need to do, and that I should be doing them and not what I’m doing now.

This is nothing new, and it’s entirely predictable that it would crop up again while we’re in this “moving in” stage.  As a matter of fact, when I looked up the entry I just linked to, I saw that it was about one month after our last move.   That’s about where we are now.  It’s true that I can barely keep my head above water at the moment, but getting all worked up about it doesn’t solve anything.  I also keep forgetting to recognize all the things that I have accomplished, and I allow myself to wallow in the, “I’ll never get out of this hole” mode of thinking.  I wonder where my youthful confidence went – the feeling that as long as I’m working hard and doing the right thing, that things will work out ok.  They always have.

Intellectually, at least, I know what my problem is, but it’s still very hard to snap out of it.  But the cheesy phrase I used as the title of this post actually does help, as does writing about it.

Chocolate Sandwich

Sam eats tiny chocolate bars horizontally, like a sandwich.

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