Actually more like oversized chocolate-covered waffles. (Sorry about the flash in the window, don't know how to fix that in Picasa.)
A sweet year to all!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Shana tova!
Happy New Year, everyone! Grandpa Valentin came over last night, bringing "children's candy" from the Russian store for Henry.
Actually more like oversized chocolate-covered waffles. (Sorry about the flash in the window, don't know how to fix that in Picasa.)
A sweet year to all!
Actually more like oversized chocolate-covered waffles. (Sorry about the flash in the window, don't know how to fix that in Picasa.)
A sweet year to all!
Urban agriculture
Our neighbors aren't bobos, just Chinese. Look at this gourd hanging over their concrete planter.
Meanwhile, Ken ordered some more "green manure" for ours. All the rain made the seeds sprout very quickly.
Salad, anyone?
Meanwhile, Ken ordered some more "green manure" for ours. All the rain made the seeds sprout very quickly.
Salad, anyone?
Rainy weekend
The rain stopped for a little while on Sunday.
Long enough to go for a bike ride on the basketball court. (I have a long video of Henry biking backwards - he found it easier than going forward for some reason.)
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Accomplishment
Perhaps the proudest day of a toddler's life is... when he learns to ride his bicycle around the kitchen.
Mixed media
Glue and felt (but mostly glue) on paper, 2008
In general, Henry likes painting and seems to respond to sculpture. But at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts today, he and I were looking at the foyer sculpture, a large metal piece called Artificial Rock.
"Could we look at something else?" Henry requested.
In general, Henry likes painting and seems to respond to sculpture. But at the Boston Museum of Fine Arts today, he and I were looking at the foyer sculpture, a large metal piece called Artificial Rock.
"Could we look at something else?" Henry requested.
Knowing two
Last Saturday night, Abi came over for supper (with Mira and Josh of course). It was fun to watch the two kids play together and actually interact, talk to each other. Abi was a great babysitter, but she didn't seem bored, either. They apparently collaborated on some building projects - at least, Abi built stuff, and Henry didn't knock anything down.
Playing with gears.
Josh, a cognitive scientist currently teaching a class on developmental psychology, demonstrated an experiment on Henry. Putting different numbers of blocks into piles and hiding them in yogurt containers, he determined that Henry is a classic "two-knower" - someone who clearly understands the numbers 0, 1, and 2 but for whom any number 3 or over just occasions complete confusion and resets the counter. It was amazing: Henry knew that two was more than one, but consistently didn't know that four was more than one. (A subsequent experiment determined that Henry likes to eat graham crackers. )
Another experiment involved "secretly" moving something from one container to another while I was out of the room. Oddly, Henry couldn't distinguish between what he knew to be true and what his mom thought to be true. Which suggests little kids don't know we don't know all their secrets. And when they lie, they think we know they're lying. Why do they still do it?
Playing with gears.
Josh, a cognitive scientist currently teaching a class on developmental psychology, demonstrated an experiment on Henry. Putting different numbers of blocks into piles and hiding them in yogurt containers, he determined that Henry is a classic "two-knower" - someone who clearly understands the numbers 0, 1, and 2 but for whom any number 3 or over just occasions complete confusion and resets the counter. It was amazing: Henry knew that two was more than one, but consistently didn't know that four was more than one. (A subsequent experiment determined that Henry likes to eat graham crackers. )
Another experiment involved "secretly" moving something from one container to another while I was out of the room. Oddly, Henry couldn't distinguish between what he knew to be true and what his mom thought to be true. Which suggests little kids don't know we don't know all their secrets. And when they lie, they think we know they're lying. Why do they still do it?
Town Day
This weekend it's raining and we are pretty much resting at home, but last weekend was full of social events. On Saturday, Mass Ave was closed off for our town's annual celebration. Henry most enjoyed listening (and dancing) to the town high school jazz band. But pictured here is another act, a Gaelic-music band called The Boston Keltics.
Lunch: empanadas from one of the millions of booths on Mass Ave.
Summer - how quickly it passes.
Lunch: empanadas from one of the millions of booths on Mass Ave.
Summer - how quickly it passes.
Monday, September 15, 2008
L'art pour l'art
Unlike Henry's previous caretakers, Deb is into art projects. Henry has taken to painting with enthusiasm.
At the suggestion of someone on the Arlington parents' listserv, we save his art for wrapping presents. Here, a very thoughtful birthday present for Mommy.
At the suggestion of someone on the Arlington parents' listserv, we save his art for wrapping presents. Here, a very thoughtful birthday present for Mommy.
New fridge
The fridge we bought was the smallest in the shop, but it wouldn't fit up the back stairs. We had to hire a crane company to lift it onto the back balcony. When it didn't fit through the back door either, they took it back down and then hoisted the crane up over the house and lifted it onto the front porch.
Too bad Henry was at the babysitter's - he would have loved this.
Oh well. Plenty of time to play with it later.
Too bad Henry was at the babysitter's - he would have loved this.
Oh well. Plenty of time to play with it later.
...and Today
Our trip to Virginia last weekend gave us a chance for a quick trip to see Pablo and Esther at Stony Lonesome Farm outside of Gainesville.
Their farm is thriving and so is their CSA, of which we were members back when we lived in DC.
Henry was not very interactive the first time he was there (as a newborn - their lawn was the site of his first 4-hour consecutive sleep), but had a great time this time feeding the goats and harvesting tomatoes. Their CSA members probably got a slightly smaller share this week as a result.
Monday, September 08, 2008
Jen and Pete's wedding
The weather cleared up just in time for a gorgeous wedding. The site is actually a goat farm outside Luray, Va.
Hurray for Jen's grandma (who's in her early 90s).
Sorry - no photos from the party; we were having too much fun. Henry went off to watch Aladdin on video with some of the other kids, then got into his PJs and went to bed around 9:30 on a couch in the farm owner's house. There was a great bluegrass band. (With a brief "Jewgrass" interlude as they played Hava Nagila). Ken and I danced till almost midnight...
Hurray for Jen's grandma (who's in her early 90s).
Sorry - no photos from the party; we were having too much fun. Henry went off to watch Aladdin on video with some of the other kids, then got into his PJs and went to bed around 9:30 on a couch in the farm owner's house. There was a great bluegrass band. (With a brief "Jewgrass" interlude as they played Hava Nagila). Ken and I danced till almost midnight...
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