Can't we just swaddle them both?
Better yet: would someone please swaddle me up and put me to bed?
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Sibling issues
Henry has developed this really annoying, dangerous habit of clinging to one's legs as one is trying to jiggle the baby.
Can't we just swaddle them both?
Better yet: would someone please swaddle me up and put me to bed?
Can't we just swaddle them both?
Better yet: would someone please swaddle me up and put me to bed?
Umbrella
We've been watching Sesame Street videos about the alphabet on YouTube. Suddenly there are all these letters Henry recognizes and wants to write. Controlling the pen is still pretty hard -- he find typing easier.
Today he wanted Ken to help him write the word "Umbrella."
Today he wanted Ken to help him write the word "Umbrella."
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Windows
Did I ever blog these? Henry helping Ann finish his windows during her visit last month.
Now they are nice and warm, in time for winter. It was gorgeous today (60s, sunny) but actually snowed last Sunday.
Now they are nice and warm, in time for winter. It was gorgeous today (60s, sunny) but actually snowed last Sunday.
Flashback to summer
Ana Paula just sent a few photos from back in August, when she watched Henry for a couple of weeks. Among other things, they went to the Science Museum.
Cool machine!
I will have to show him this picture -- I think he will be much amused. At daycare they just finished a 3-week-long curriculum unit on camping, hiking, and the outdoors. They brainstormed about items you'd need for camping (#1: tent; #2: marshmallows), made s'mores in Deb's back yard, drew trail maps, studied animal tracks, and practiced spotting pretend bears with toilet-paper-tube binoculars. Today, along with a bunch of the parents (including me), they went on a beautiful 2-hour hike in the woods, and one of the kids would occasionally shout: "Look, a bear!" to which another kid would say, "For real?" and the bear-spotter would answer, "No, for pretend!" and everyone would keep on hiking.
So much for the claim that kids can't tell fantasy from reality. It would be no fun to play pretend if they couldn't.
Cool machine!
I will have to show him this picture -- I think he will be much amused. At daycare they just finished a 3-week-long curriculum unit on camping, hiking, and the outdoors. They brainstormed about items you'd need for camping (#1: tent; #2: marshmallows), made s'mores in Deb's back yard, drew trail maps, studied animal tracks, and practiced spotting pretend bears with toilet-paper-tube binoculars. Today, along with a bunch of the parents (including me), they went on a beautiful 2-hour hike in the woods, and one of the kids would occasionally shout: "Look, a bear!" to which another kid would say, "For real?" and the bear-spotter would answer, "No, for pretend!" and everyone would keep on hiking.
So much for the claim that kids can't tell fantasy from reality. It would be no fun to play pretend if they couldn't.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Does it get any better than this?
One is making apple crisp; the other is sitting quietly alert on the table. And this actually lasted a few minutes!
Hurray for the apple machine -- it's teaching calculus to my 3-year-old. (Who made the crisp practically by himself, with minimal interference from me.)
And look -- the baby fell asleep!
Delicious.
Hurray for the apple machine -- it's teaching calculus to my 3-year-old. (Who made the crisp practically by himself, with minimal interference from me.)
And look -- the baby fell asleep!
Delicious.
More from Town Day
Henry got to try out an erg machine brought into the street by a local rowing club.
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Esti (all four extremities here attired in new Smartwool booties - thanks, Grandma!) could only look forward to being big enough to try rowing, too.
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Esti (all four extremities here attired in new Smartwool booties - thanks, Grandma!) could only look forward to being big enough to try rowing, too.
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Andover "town day"
We spent part of the early afternoon watching vintage Sesame Street videos on YouTube. Then, at the Town Day celebration later in the afternoon...
Henry was almost as excited as my mom.
On the plus side: the video actually taught him to recognize the letter C.
Henry was almost as excited as my mom.
On the plus side: the video actually taught him to recognize the letter C.
Does she look like anyone yet?
Toshimi thinks the eyes remind her of my mom's. I think she barely looks like a person yet, let alone anyone in particular. Opinions?
With Great-Grandpa Valentin
My grandpa didn't want me to post this photo. Esti was sitting beautifully with him for quite a while; they were cooing at each other. But by the time I came back with the camera...
Walk to brunch
While Ken does his academic thing in Old England, it's a perfect New England fall day. Snowed around 6am in Andover, but didn't accumulate.
Henry couldn't understand why he needed to hold my hand to walk on this wall -- can you?
Some things about the school campus haven't changed at all since I was a student here 20 years ago.
But they just did a huge and expensive renovation of the dining hall, and in the process removed the heavy old wooden furniture I was so fond of. (Henry didn't mind. At least they doubled the size of the juice glasses.)
Didn't we promise you some foliage.
Henry couldn't understand why he needed to hold my hand to walk on this wall -- can you?
Some things about the school campus haven't changed at all since I was a student here 20 years ago.
But they just did a huge and expensive renovation of the dining hall, and in the process removed the heavy old wooden furniture I was so fond of. (Henry didn't mind. At least they doubled the size of the juice glasses.)
Didn't we promise you some foliage.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Grandma Nancy
Later this morning Esti had a doctor's appointment -- in between all the visiting and hecticity, has anyone noticed that she turned one month old yesterday?
It has gotten cold very quickly (in the 40s today) so I had to bundle her up before putting her in the Bjorn. Was she so unhappy because I was making her go outside in her dorky brother's socks?
Upshot of doctor's visit: the rash on her face and even her back looks like a "huge case of baby acne," not an allergy. I am not to go crazy changing her soap or our detergent, and I am not to eliminate anything from my diet, because "it's definitely not caused by that." In other news, our favorite piglet weighs 9 pounds, 8.5 ounces (at 44th percentile) and is at 49th percentile for length. She's grown an inch, gained 1.5 pounds, and added a centimeter of head circumference since she was born.
It has gotten cold very quickly (in the 40s today) so I had to bundle her up before putting her in the Bjorn. Was she so unhappy because I was making her go outside in her dorky brother's socks?
Upshot of doctor's visit: the rash on her face and even her back looks like a "huge case of baby acne," not an allergy. I am not to go crazy changing her soap or our detergent, and I am not to eliminate anything from my diet, because "it's definitely not caused by that." In other news, our favorite piglet weighs 9 pounds, 8.5 ounces (at 44th percentile) and is at 49th percentile for length. She's grown an inch, gained 1.5 pounds, and added a centimeter of head circumference since she was born.
Grandpa Ken
Ken and Nancy are in town. Yesterday Henry played hooky from Deb's house and we went to the Cambridge Common playground and then out for burgers near Harvard. This morning (as my menfoks got ready to leave, Henry for day care and Little Ken for work-airport-England) was spent patiently training Esti to take the pacifier.
Will she fall asleep this way?
Don't think so!
Will she fall asleep this way?
Don't think so!
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Andover, Sunday
No foliage photos after all, but some rock-walking...
...some grimacing...
...and a very tired boy.
...some grimacing...
...and a very tired boy.
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