tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358136772024-03-14T06:03:19.305-04:00tied to my apron stringsA not-entirely-jaded-gen-X mom's diary opinions, thoughts, wishes, and hopes; all in and around maryland, washington d.c., and virginia.nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.comBlogger790125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-63789786389929570242014-07-08T11:44:00.001-04:002014-07-08T11:44:54.675-04:00Happy Rosie in the Sand<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJ8xLsJ92q39jukL9p-XUS5DuU0iqIeOllQslaK6AT5nLcgbcaHQkgE-ivxvNsWRW1CcfxpvrD0I9ZdktUOfZFuz4_TyHxvTIu-9cErPkvi5XNo_5_hOH41-joDtYTfJBT8p_Fg/s640/blogger-image--1842518755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJ8xLsJ92q39jukL9p-XUS5DuU0iqIeOllQslaK6AT5nLcgbcaHQkgE-ivxvNsWRW1CcfxpvrD0I9ZdktUOfZFuz4_TyHxvTIu-9cErPkvi5XNo_5_hOH41-joDtYTfJBT8p_Fg/s640/blogger-image--1842518755.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We finally made it back to the beach after 4 years! There have been changes at Rehoboth Beach, with some favorite shops gone and replaced by new shops, but overall it's the same place that we love. The fig tree next door has died, so no more delicious free figs for me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We arrived Saturday and have been to a few of our old standard restaurants (Stoney Lonen, Summer House, Nicola Pizza), and also tried the new Henlopen Oyster House. Monkeyrotica is the only one of us who ordered the oysters, so I'll vouch for their seafood -- very tasty! I'm really looking forward to dining at The Cultured Pearl (sushi -- need to make reservations) and the farmers market today. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Playing in the sand remains Rosie and Dash's favorite pastime; we had to drag them off the beach yesterday after a few hours of digging/splashing. Auntie M, Bill, Beth, and I all went for a two-hour bike ride up the coast almost to the Ferry that takes people to Cape May. We may actually try the ferry tomorrow!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Other things we plan to do: go to Funland, swim in the ocean, try kayaking at Rehoboth Bay, paint some pottery, and go on more bike rides. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'll close with this: on our shopping trip yesterday, <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Rosie took this next photo of some tiny glass flowerpots in a gift shop:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh3zMh8hk-AN9-clVdaZ5Plsu_PKZSjh5jQkpb-05TKjACsCR2fNXRdKnWHRDo71oUYqkAuI9DXdZ1AKqIaRnnW6gfKcdWeKqWuSmA5cVvy7ohzEbbD45_pgJo_oCDrVAxY2LYDA/s640/blogger-image--17672199.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The much more impressive tree at my parents' home, where we open gifts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dash's 2nd favorite gift, still pretty excellent.</td></tr>
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I hope everyone I know had a fantabulously tremendous Christmas (or whichever Holiday you celebrate) and I wish you an excellent 2014. Happy New Year!!nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-688198520134865922013-12-20T12:17:00.000-05:002014-01-05T12:52:43.160-05:00Holiday Whirlwind!Here are the results of our holiday whirlwind, with photos and video!<br />
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Rosie's Advanced Tap Class had a "Visitor's Day." The class pretty much went on as it typically does, only parents are not allowed to observe; this is the only day of the year we get to sit in and see their progress in class.<br />
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Rosie and her class got to show off her excellent tap skills while performing to music, such as "King of New York" from the musical, "Newsies."<br />
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Immediately after tap, we ran home to get Rosie in her outfit for the Winter Concert: white top, black bottoms, black shoes. We were late. Thankfully, she left her cello at school because we probably would have forgotten it. Somehow, I managed to still get a seat in the second row of the audience (thanks to a friend). Here, Rosie's intermediate strings class (5th grade) plays "Jingle Bells."<br />
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I was surprised to see Rosie join the chorus group to sing during the choral program. She didn't sign up for chorus, and her name wasn't in the program for chorus! What she explained to me later is that her entire class signed up for chorus and if she didn't go, she would be alone in the classroom. So she just went, and enjoyed herself!<br />
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<b><span style="color: #351c75;">Saturday, December 14, 10:30 am. Tae Kwon Do Belt Test.</span></b><br />
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We were invited to the Tae Kwon Do studio's Holiday Party on Friday afternoon, but were already feeling harried after all the driving around on Thursday. We took Friday off from all the hectic festivities, but were back on for Saturday.<br />
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At 10 am, I drove Rosie to the dojang to practice before she started her belt test at 10:30. I was excited for her especially because this would be her first time breaking boards at a test. She was testing for her Blue-Stripe belt (between green and blue).<br />
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There were some rough points for her test, and a bit of stress and handwringing on my part, but she did pass. Her best parts were her forms, which she performed beautifully, and the boardbreaking, shown in this video.<br />
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After the belt test and lunch (the test was over two hours!), the kids packed their suitcases for an overnight at Auntie M's. Always a fun time. It's an hour and a half drive, round trip, so by the time Monkeyrotica and I arrived home, there was just enough time for us to get showered, primped, and coiffed for...<br />
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Monkeyrotica and I had RSVP'd yes to my new company's holiday party. I have been working there a few days shy of exactly one year, so I missed the prior year's fête by a slim margin. Attire was "cocktail" and the venue a suave tony nightclub in DC, so we dressed to the nines. In our own way. Monkey's idea of cocktail, or at least party attire is his black leather blazer and pants, black turtleneck, and motorcycle boots. We looked pretty good, anyway. I loved the colored glass chandelier!<br />
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I arrived exactly on time, in costume, hair in bun (I actually bought fake hair this year, because it's in that in-between stage where it doesn't hang well loose and is too short to pull back into a ponytail), and with makeup on. All the classes did a run-through, all performing for each other, and we were ready by the time guests arrived at 2 pm. Here is the dance from my modern class, with other dancers Katie and Valerie.<br />
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<br />nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-82889525784549024552013-12-12T12:51:00.000-05:002014-01-05T10:51:51.147-05:00It all seems like fun and games until... THE HOLIDAYSMy parenting plan has been for each child to have one sport and one musical instrument in addition to school. Rosie has also shown an interest in the arts, performance and visual; Dash enjoys strategy games like chess. There are after- or before-school classes for any or all of these interests; I don't discourage, but choose what we can fit in very selectively.<br />
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<b>Sport</b><br />
When our pediatrician told me last year that the kids were both overweight and needed to have at least an hour of sweaty activity every day, I enrolled them both in tae kwon do. TKD meets three times a week, which covers some of that allotment. Their PE class only meets a couple days a week and lasts about 30 minutes, so that doesn't cover much. Rosie also has a tap dance class that meets once a week, and seasonally, I put Dash in soccer or track (each meets one day a week).<br />
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<b>Music</b><br />
Rosie started the cello program at school last year, took weekly lessons through the summer, and (despite sporadic practice at home) is now a "leader" in the cello section, according to her Strings teacher. Dash is taking weekly piano lessons with a neighbor.<br />
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<b>Performance Arts</b><br />
In addition to Rosie taking tap lessons, I take modern dance classes and Jazzercise to stay healthy and have fun in my spare time. Rosie is in a weekly "art club" at school. <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>ALL <span style="color: #38761d;">OF </span>THESE <span style="color: #38761d;">ACTIVITIES </span>HAVE <span style="color: #38761d;">HOLIDAY </span>PARTIES. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: red;"></span>Starting today, there are non-stop winter performance/open house/holiday parties through the weekend. Thank goodness the piano teacher took a holiday — there is no piano party.<br />
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<b>Thursday (today): </b><br />
5-6 PM, <i>Tap Class Open House</i> (Rosie performs)<br />
7-9 PM, <i>School Winter Strings/Band/Choral Concert </i>(Rosie)<br />
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<b>Friday: </b><br />
5-6:30 PM, <i>Tae Kwon Do Studio Holiday Party </i>(optional, Dash wants to go)<br />
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<b>Saturday:</b><br />
9 AM, <i>Jazzercise Holiday Party </i>(optional, Nylon, going to bail)<br />
10:30 AM - 12 PM, <i>TKD Belt Testing </i>(Rosie) <br />
[no specific times] Taking kids to an overnight with Auntie, Nylon gets coiffed/primped<br />
6 -10 PM: <i>Office Holiday Party in DC </i>(Nylon & Monkeyrotica)<br />
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<b>Sunday:</b><br />
[no specific time] Picking up kids from Auntie's, Nylon gets coiffed/primped/costumed<br />
1 - 3:30 PM, <i>The Dance Studio Holiday Program </i>(Nylon performs with modern dance class)<br />
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I'm sure I'll make it through the weekend, but I'm crawling into a hole Sunday afternoon. nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-9273468851204239892013-12-06T18:24:00.000-05:002013-12-06T18:24:00.120-05:00My tech dilemmaI accidentally submerged my iPhone last night. All the buttons work except for the main home button (circle at the center-bottom).<br />
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So, I need to get a <a href="http://store.apple.com/us/buy-iphone/iphone5s" target="_blank">new iPhone</a>.<br />
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But before I get a new iPhone, I have to sync my old iPhone. I can't remember when I synced it last, probably because I came across the same error that I got this morning, paraphrasing: "iTunes could not back up iPhone because the current version is too old, you slacker. Update iTunes to a compatible version for this iPhone." (Also, I will never spell sync "synch" because whenever I see it spelled that way — like at work, 100% of the time — my brain sounds it out like "cinch" as in, "that'll be a cinch, honey!")<br />
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So, I need to <a href="http://www.apple.com/itunes/?cid=OAS-US-DOMAINS-itunes.com" target="_blank">upgrade iTunes</a>.<br />
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I went to Apple.com and downloaded the latest version's .dmg. When it launched and began to install, it stalled and gave me an error message something like, "the OS running on your ragged-a$$ laptop is too old for this version of iTunes, you loser," and that I would need to upgrade to the latest OS.<br />
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So, I need to <a href="http://www.apple.com/osx/how-to-upgrade/" target="_blank">upgrade my OS.</a><br />
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I own an older MacBook Pro laptop, circa 2009 that's running OS 10.5.something. I'm fairly certain that if I upgrade the OS, it's going to break all the other software that's on the computer. <a href="http://twitter.com/monkeyrotica" target="_blank">Monkeyrotica </a>is attempting to convince me that I need to break down and just buy a new laptop.<br />
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So, I need to <a href="http://www.apple.com/macbook-pro/features-retina/" target="_blank">buy a new laptop</a>. (or refurb)<br />
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I'll just say here that my laptop was used primarily to for teleworking for my prior employer; they were kind enough to provide the programs I needed to do customer work from home. Long story short, I will need to break down and actually buy software on my own this time.<br />
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So, I need to subscribe to <a href="http://www.adobe.com/products/creativecloud/buying-guide.html" target="_blank">Adobe Creative Cloud. </a><br />
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Sigh. I'm not sure what sort of year-end bonus comes with my new job, but I'm anticipating that 100% will be going into this tech venture. Thank you, Apple and Adobe for creating products that I can't live without and helping me dig myself into this tech-consumer hole. <br />
<br />nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-90291313718864573382013-12-03T18:01:00.000-05:002013-12-03T18:01:00.746-05:00Tetris theme, orchestralAs my sister or husband can attest, my very favorite video game growing up was Tetris. We had the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ColecoVision" target="_blank">ColecoVision</a> gaming set back in the early 80s — all my friends had <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atari_5200" target="_blank">Atari</a>, but my dad went with the "superior" (in his opinion) brand. And the games were pretty amazing! In addition to Tetris, we had Zaxxon, Donkey Kong, DigDug, Ms. PacMan, Q*bert's Qubes, The Smurfs, and Time Pilot. My sister beat me in most other games, but I'd like to recall that we were well-matched in Tetris, maybe with me having more high scores out of plain persistence. <br />
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So, while looking for something unrelated, I found this fantastic video of the Tetris theme song, performed by an orchestra in The Netherlands.<br />
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<br />nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-52545878579441280962013-11-30T22:27:00.001-05:002013-11-30T22:27:20.989-05:00Thankful<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmo0D1bXv0XDKrbUJRJaELn9PYWFyCrnNkjx8QUZD6T1Md7F17FKVHH715_Jc2CsibUKPRkJqgwNuvltXP-B7nBrVIHXlGmsnvygItCOiPGp2HcGJ6Sq3zR_2eh2wsTP8b9Jekg/s640/blogger-image--1540808104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNmo0D1bXv0XDKrbUJRJaELn9PYWFyCrnNkjx8QUZD6T1Md7F17FKVHH715_Jc2CsibUKPRkJqgwNuvltXP-B7nBrVIHXlGmsnvygItCOiPGp2HcGJ6Sq3zR_2eh2wsTP8b9Jekg/s640/blogger-image--1540808104.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A Thanksgiving letter from Dash:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">"November 28 2013 Dear Mom </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Thank you for shelter. Thank you for food. Thank you for a place to learn. Thank you for love. And most of all thank you for a loving family. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Love,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Dash"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">To my Blog readers: I'm so very thankful for my family and friends, and for a job that allows me to have a comfortable home and give my kids a good place to learn. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm thankful that when November comes around, it reminds me that I should write more and document our lives better -- I use this record quite a bit to remind me of when events occurred! It's come in handy several times when school projects included a time line, for example. Now that November's over, I'll try not to slack off quite so much'</div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-41302414486742783762013-11-29T20:51:00.001-05:002013-11-29T20:54:02.899-05:00Bunny Adventures!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The bunnies have been having a grand time exploring the kids' beds, romping over piles of toys and burrowing under blankets. Rosie and Dash love it, too, and have been asking for "bunny adventures regularly. </div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuVgZJHCCXu_wie6MVYuuF4IulZ4myEZyQJDE2Ok11LZMODCxpFSXCWCR9whx1LgrxvDuY8ID1vD2KAOExD3vaPagRfAKkXlsLVa1KV72n6dHWhLyL9eLXdslhgOu3rUn0hkcTw/s640/blogger-image-925709276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGuVgZJHCCXu_wie6MVYuuF4IulZ4myEZyQJDE2Ok11LZMODCxpFSXCWCR9whx1LgrxvDuY8ID1vD2KAOExD3vaPagRfAKkXlsLVa1KV72n6dHWhLyL9eLXdslhgOu3rUn0hkcTw/s640/blogger-image-925709276.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The first time it occurred to me to have supervised play with bunnies in the beds was after I found the bunnies escaped into Rosie's room (door left open a crack) more than once, and they were almost always in the bed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnee7BcOiLfqfh5spBEaRbXwB-83ZhOrTXgNebbvFsx3OgbLRmm2T1YC-2sDNjNV6-Auui7ouuydQ4adJ7QDpz2AOdR_FsEmh-Sjkq4XakGwU56X0G8eJUGT_X_d1tn8VZLPDwVw/s640/blogger-image--1224470106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnee7BcOiLfqfh5spBEaRbXwB-83ZhOrTXgNebbvFsx3OgbLRmm2T1YC-2sDNjNV6-Auui7ouuydQ4adJ7QDpz2AOdR_FsEmh-Sjkq4XakGwU56X0G8eJUGT_X_d1tn8VZLPDwVw/s640/blogger-image--1224470106.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It's hilarious watching them burrow under the blankets -- their heads go up/down/up/down until they've made it through. They climb over all the toys and peer over the edges of the beds to check out whether it's safe to jump (from a loft-bed, no). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGu7hIArVcBY5qk0Du4aRuz8Z-3gJWZaC-GVxez6fzS6BDWWVQiwU_5VvOHsn13RbkPcVjjHvi4F5q4e2uiMAjowdFh7eob3LDjBz1hNsASXyzXWRaAO6_6fIU_PYVGph3isdyQ/s640/blogger-image--631834337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsGu7hIArVcBY5qk0Du4aRuz8Z-3gJWZaC-GVxez6fzS6BDWWVQiwU_5VvOHsn13RbkPcVjjHvi4F5q4e2uiMAjowdFh7eob3LDjBz1hNsASXyzXWRaAO6_6fIU_PYVGph3isdyQ/s640/blogger-image--631834337.jpg"></a></div><br></div>I've read that rabbits need to be climbing/burrowing for exercise, as that's most of their activity in the wild. 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It's almost impossible to get them to be still for a shot.)</div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-10065874036007820082013-11-28T14:28:00.001-05:002013-11-28T14:28:04.633-05:00Happy Thanksgiving!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5wdWX2zgR0XTS0OH8yZdUr0ziicS3lwORr9tLGDjtP_u9sQ1ICP2RP2C5DWOj1OPBweW7xsQrb3CsXD5PTfQGcAhY39uoJK0ZaLP9CLDFXo6o2sNwBlUh-MORqrk6bG7DkuWBmw/s640/blogger-image--1707446100.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5wdWX2zgR0XTS0OH8yZdUr0ziicS3lwORr9tLGDjtP_u9sQ1ICP2RP2C5DWOj1OPBweW7xsQrb3CsXD5PTfQGcAhY39uoJK0ZaLP9CLDFXo6o2sNwBlUh-MORqrk6bG7DkuWBmw/s640/blogger-image--1707446100.jpg"></a></div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-66512378462630121922013-11-27T21:52:00.001-05:002013-11-27T21:54:36.379-05:00A virtual play dateThere's a boy in Dash's grade, Max, who has been his favorite friend since kindergarten. For reasons unknown to me, his parents have rebuffed all my attempts to get the boys together outside of school. They love all the same geeky stuff and have been in soccer, track, chess, and engineering clubs together, but in four years, Dash has been to Max's home once and Max has been to our home once (not for my lack of calling, emailing, etc., believe me). I have been so frustrated on Dash's behalf. <div><br></div><div>Tonight, Max called my cell number for the first time ever. The boys had made an appointment to meet each other virtually in the "Wizards 101" game. I put Max on speaker and waited until the boys found each other's avatars in the game, also for the first time ever. I was going to take my phone back at that point, but they were both so exuberant that their plan worked! I left them to play and walked away, listening to the laughter and joy erupting from their voices. </div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-66590586814799530012013-11-26T22:17:00.001-05:002013-11-27T09:56:43.726-05:00Rosie's GS troop cooked meals for a shelter<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<br />nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-46321561673651329962013-11-25T23:27:00.001-05:002013-11-25T23:27:58.749-05:00S'mores cookies<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTqGEx14-0wD7h5tt98sLYe-aG9l6Cp446_-Qb_ENWmv0rnaQGfPwCNu_-JBJQ3zl8wyg6CpQdWslcwpWC30KypPCjYThu7yIkZMC6VxqxRCErLdJzPk3Hl76g0nvJlLR8BYILxQ/s640/blogger-image-490704754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTqGEx14-0wD7h5tt98sLYe-aG9l6Cp446_-Qb_ENWmv0rnaQGfPwCNu_-JBJQ3zl8wyg6CpQdWslcwpWC30KypPCjYThu7yIkZMC6VxqxRCErLdJzPk3Hl76g0nvJlLR8BYILxQ/s640/blogger-image-490704754.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I entered these cookies into a baking contest at my company's picnic this summer and while they didn't win, they were a clear favorite with the younger picnickers. It's a very simple recipe, with only about eight main ingredients: graham crackers, butter, sugar, an egg, flour, marshmallows, and Hershey's kisses. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This great recipe came from <span style="color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-family: HelveticaNeue; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">http://www.sixsistersstuff.com/. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 7px 0px 0px; text-align: left; "></p><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><strong style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">S'mores Cookies Recipe:</strong></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><em><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><em>(Makes 2 dozen cookies)</em></div></em><strong><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><strong>Ingredients:</strong></div></strong><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1 c. graham cracker crumbs</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1-1/4 c. all-purpose flour</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1/2 tsp baking soda</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1/2 tsp salt</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1/2 c. unsalted butter (room temp)</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1/2 c. light brown sugar</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1/3 c. granulated sugar</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1 large egg</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">1 tsp vanilla extract</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">20 large marshmallows, cut in half</div></font><font><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">Approx. 40 chocolate kisses</div></font></span><p></p><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; padding: 7px 0px 0px; text-align: left; "></p><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><strong style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Directions:</strong></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">2. In a large bowl, combine graham cracker crumbs, flour, baking soda, and salt. Set aside. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">3. In another bowl, beat the butter and sugars together until creamy and smooth. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">4. Add in the egg and vanilla extract and mix until combined. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">5. Add the dry ingredients slowly and mix until just combined. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">6. Drop rounded tablespoons of dough onto a baking sheet, 1-2" apart. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">7. Bake for 6-8 minutes or until edges are just getting golden brown. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">8. Remove from oven and gently press a half marshmallow, sticky side down, onto each cookie. Let cool completely. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">9. When all cookies are cooled down, preheat broiler. Place cookies back on baking sheets and broil for 1-2 minutes, keeping a close eye on them so they don't char. </span></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto; "><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">10. When marshmallows are golden brown, remove from the broiler and place a chocolate kiss on top of each cookie.</span></div><p></p></div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-16723863743942211992013-11-24T23:37:00.000-05:002013-11-27T10:06:40.596-05:00Buying glasses online, just my experience<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Back in January, Rosie had an eye exam that showed a need for vision correction. We purchased glasses for her the traditional way, through an optometrist's office and
insurance and received her pair by February. However, by the beginning of last summer Rosie lost that pair of glasses. It wasn't a big deal during summer camps and outdoor activities, so I put off replacing them for a few months. Our insurance only allowed one covered purchase of glasses per year, so with September and the start of school looming, I was at a loss as to how we would get another pair for less than $350 (starting prices at brick-and-mortar shops around here).<br />
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Then, I remembered that <a href="http://kellygo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Kelly </a>had recommended shopping online with <a href="http://zennioptical.com/">ZenniOptical.com</a>. Rosie really wanted a pair that was exactly like the one she lost, and Zenni didn't appear to have it.<br />
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After searching a couple of other glasses sites, I found a pair that was close to identical to Rosie's old pair at <a href="http://glassesshop.com/">GlassesShop.com</a>.
I dug up her Rx, but was a little stumped as to what "PD" meant. It wasn't on the doctor's Rx and the site didn't give any details, so I just went with their default number. I placed my order, and waited. And waited some more. And sent some frustrated emails. The estimate was nine days to deliver, but it ended up taking two months. I understand that they
shipped from China, but they shouldn't say nine days if they can't back up their claim. To add to my frustration, the GlassesShop 800 number never seemed to
get answered, so I was dealing with everything primarily
through emails with a major time lag. I learned later that the GlassesShop glasses order
got held up in medical customs in California and I was
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Since we were a month into the school year and Rosie needed to see the chalkboard, I ended up ordering
a second pair from ZenniOptical.com. The Zenni website is more robust and the services (online
chat!) are more helpful. Their pupillary distance (PD: finally found out what it meant) ruler was
especially helpful (it's a PDF that you can print and take your own
measurements).<br />
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Our order from Zenni arrived exactly on time at the beginning of October and Rosie loves the new glasses. Rather than returning them, we are using the second pair (which arrived in late October) as back
up to the first, because they were both so cheap...compared to local
prices anyway. That's the intel! I recommend giving this a try.
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nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-10348943201015881552013-11-21T18:53:00.000-05:002013-11-21T18:53:00.939-05:00Eating with picky kids and gout-manBefore kids, Monkeyrotica and I did go to more exotic restaurants and consume with more abandon than we do now, but with young ones in tow, we started limiting our outings to eateries with childrens' menus. Dash is willing to try several more sophisticated meals that require multiple utensils and have spices added, but Rosie is still very flavor- and texture-averse when it comes to dining. Now that Monk is living with gout, even he has been forced to limit his palette. Since his first attack around the summer of 2011, we've learned quite a lot about what foods trigger his gout.<br />
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Gout is similar to arthritis and attacks joints, most often at the base of the big toe. It causes intense pain and swelling; when Monk's first attack happened, he thought he'd broken his foot. </div>
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<b>What Causes Gout? </b>From <a href="http://www.niams.nih.gov/Health_Info/Gout/gout_ff.asp" target="_blank">NIH.gov:</a></div>
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"Gout is caused by the buildup of too much uric acid in the body. Uric
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found in all of your body’s tissues. They are also in many foods, such
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kidneys and out of the body in urine. But uric acid can build up in the
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<li>fresh, unrefined, and unprocessed foods. Include fruits, vegetables,
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Some foods have medium-to-low levels of purines in them, but because they are foods that we tend to eat in larger quantities, Monk needs to severely curb his intake when he eats shrimp (only 2-3 shrimp, then full stop) or chicken breast meat (only 1 small breast, no more). I'm sure there's more that I've forgotten, but that's quite a bit for us to handle! Good thing there are cherries and medication that he can take.<br />
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He's been managing his symptoms very well, despite a few occasions where he knew he wanted to eat trigger foods despite the consequences and he planned ahead by taking preventative measures for it. Life's no fun if you can't break the rules once in a while.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A complex bracelet Rosie made for Grandma I</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A yellow and green bracelet that Rosie made for Dash (his fave colors)</td></tr>
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The kids have a <a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_1/177-0807694-4770464?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=rainbow%20loom%20books&sprefix=rainbow+loom+books%2Caps&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Arainbow%20loom%20books" target="_blank">few books</a> that show how to make different designs and sometimes watch <a href="http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=rainbow+loom&sm=3" target="_blank">YouTube videos</a> to improve their craft. I'm impressed with their dedication!nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-36834427131427252022013-11-19T18:49:00.000-05:002013-11-19T18:49:00.086-05:00Balancing your child's school lunchAnyone who knows me or who has read earlier articles on this blog knows that I struggle with feeding my <a href="http://nylonthread.blogspot.com/2011/02/picky-eaters-and-creeping-outside.html" target="_blank">picky children </a>healthy foods. I've tried various ways, <a href="http://nylonthread.blogspot.com/2010/09/flash-cards-for-kids-lunches.html" target="_blank">some even deemed ingenious</a>, to get my kids involved in choosing healthier options and balancing their portions. My kids have seen a nutritionist on a few occasions and I've educated myself a great deal on the protein, fat, and carbohydrate ratios in many foods. The majority of the foods we buy are raw, unprocessed, and contain whole grains;
vegetables and fruits are primarily served raw, and we make attempts to prepare meals to keep vitamin content intact, with minimal added salt or sugars. After Monkey was diagnosed with gout a few years ago, I needed to become even smarter about his trigger foods and learn what proteins to avoid in foods on his behalf. <br />
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I can't imagine how I would feel if my kids' school sent home a note like the one below, and attached a <i><b>monetary fine </b></i>for not including one arbitrary item, in <a href="http://www.weightymatters.ca/2013/11/parents-fined-for-not-sending-ritz.html" target="_blank">this Canadian mom's case: grains</a>. What if my kids had eaten more than their daily allotment of grains in their breakfast cereal that morning and I was compensating that overage by leaving it out of their lunch? I would be outraged if a school had force-fed them fatty and processed-grain heavy Ritz crackers!<br />
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From the <a href="http://www.weightymatters.ca/" target="_blank">Weighty Matters blog</a> out of Canada:<br />
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From Yoni Freedhoff's blog entry:<br />
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"Apparently if a child's lunch is deemed '<i>unbalanced</i>,' where <i>'balance</i>'
refers to ensuring that a lunch conforms to the proportions of food
groups as laid out by Canada's awful Food Guide, then that child's lunch
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Blog reader Kristen Bartkiw received just such a fine.<br />
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She sent her children to daycare with with lunches containing leftover
homemade roast beef and potatoes, carrots, an orange and some milk. <br />
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She did not send along any 'grains.'<br />
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As a consequence the school provided her children with, I kid you not, supplemental Ritz Crackers, and her with a $10 fine."</blockquote>
<br />Outrageous and crazy! I know some of us aren't as informed as others regarding proper nutrition, but what if you didn't have the money (or didn't get/have access to the store that week) to provide all food groups, or if your child has serious allergies, or if you have valid, personal reasons for not providing certain foods that are <i><b>none of the government's business</b></i>? If I were fined for providing a non-compliant, but healthy lunch I would be rightfully livid. nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-3922489089419948302013-11-18T09:49:00.000-05:002013-11-19T09:51:30.076-05:00Weegee, the Senegal parrotWeegee is our oldest and noisiest pet. He's 16 years old, and while it's not likely that he'll outlive us, he's probably going to be around after our kids leave for college. That's fine with me, because he's pretty entertaining.<br />
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nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-2368044387948649582013-11-17T08:55:00.001-05:002013-11-17T08:55:33.228-05:00Post-birthday sleepoverSeven girls stayed the night after Rosie's party. Auntie M took Dash to have a special auntie-nephew sleepover at her place. Last night, four of the girls played Wii "Just Dance" until around 8, when the last three arrived. I put "Monsters University," on and made popcorn for them. Around 9, a few girls claimed to be "starving!" so I heated up and passed around chicken nuggets and ketchup. Two of the girls needed to be up by seven in the morning, so I threatened the girls around 10 pm, to go to sleep, or else! They actually stayed quiet. <div><br></div><div>They must have been exhausted. Three of the girls ran a two mile race yesterday morning, two others had been in a soccer tournament, and almost all had been to Rosie's swimming party (they swam for an hour, then played tag for 30 minutes after pizza and cake). Active girls!</div><div><br></div><div>It's 8 a.m., two girls already left for part 2 of their soccer tournament, all the girls have finished breakfast and are playing a another rousing round of Wii Just Dance! Their parents should be picking them up in an hour or two. Happy extended birthday to Rosie. </div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-20907369844774763292013-11-16T18:47:00.001-05:002013-11-16T18:47:32.618-05:00Rosie's 11th Birthday: The Party<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbp5g6tO9MNEvtCAWuiTK3ujok51IvDGE19ee348aCUt0XcuqrQPFwHqXW2zdASEEkZDg2PLOjZvDmgRZdD6SCOi_UdoOH6v2j5K3BsDi_5Y3Czwc2C7sAYApPl7-N-81EyzrUg/s640/blogger-image-193353963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSDwc5RZ5UGVbXNkklTqoW3707uq-do3alXUs7vn0xuSEnE-AxI9iD2_WWvsgVA6LIGJNrF4-F9AwFG3-SeJDE7ciE-GZ7AFiZB8p7rQOCKDXIZwUMMj4kgU1geaCHg83q-SfYJg/s640/blogger-image--491939326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSDwc5RZ5UGVbXNkklTqoW3707uq-do3alXUs7vn0xuSEnE-AxI9iD2_WWvsgVA6LIGJNrF4-F9AwFG3-SeJDE7ciE-GZ7AFiZB8p7rQOCKDXIZwUMMj4kgU1geaCHg83q-SfYJg/s640/blogger-image--491939326.jpg"></a></div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5md9nmm7aIO677mVpdyMPdreutR4vWrNSkk6xtx5R5QSoLqD-BZdRz7EtCRtQQzbxX7mKYlVjTg_FYPdEz5S9LVi0gnuJ66xZ9L_T6D4PZASBxWGpkHpFzE758YWGDL_xqbSLrw/s640/blogger-image-1841435923.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5md9nmm7aIO677mVpdyMPdreutR4vWrNSkk6xtx5R5QSoLqD-BZdRz7EtCRtQQzbxX7mKYlVjTg_FYPdEz5S9LVi0gnuJ66xZ9L_T6D4PZASBxWGpkHpFzE758YWGDL_xqbSLrw/s640/blogger-image-1841435923.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJRsPIXTooXLzFBd5tFBHgP8wenoMVbbAHGLdVv8j4iZrrMULpSuYajbB6g61oO4R7C8dhSpKWIofCmXVZCiPB9CEcpZrK-mCgo5wLK313leqtPozZGXqydMCjiqpQC09MsxEjQ/s640/blogger-image--406684535.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWJRsPIXTooXLzFBd5tFBHgP8wenoMVbbAHGLdVv8j4iZrrMULpSuYajbB6g61oO4R7C8dhSpKWIofCmXVZCiPB9CEcpZrK-mCgo5wLK313leqtPozZGXqydMCjiqpQC09MsxEjQ/s640/blogger-image--406684535.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6jHROMqhEZu7RAdrYqu-CKyxe6oZnifpaTN0csnbK-LwSFN1Abfvkq1EIljvgOIc3Iv4JZItpGXDp8UViQvEpwbTakO2wkQ7Xe6b02rSVmgUYNWv5P_3WCarjgjpPm1iOUeC8g/s640/blogger-image-1571451797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho6jHROMqhEZu7RAdrYqu-CKyxe6oZnifpaTN0csnbK-LwSFN1Abfvkq1EIljvgOIc3Iv4JZItpGXDp8UViQvEpwbTakO2wkQ7Xe6b02rSVmgUYNWv5P_3WCarjgjpPm1iOUeC8g/s640/blogger-image-1571451797.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9ASdzXtIog95pctB-6Bn9SjuF1rYJTdD3-Am7PicIqti0aR3kNiuBmuxkLrY1diyLylJQBEon6jYDnp1jMyPkbDxOQpB0oP54xdln_dsaPkIGM89XCf8u9oBwnHQhHUxMsC1EA/s640/blogger-image--688521600.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU9ASdzXtIog95pctB-6Bn9SjuF1rYJTdD3-Am7PicIqti0aR3kNiuBmuxkLrY1diyLylJQBEon6jYDnp1jMyPkbDxOQpB0oP54xdln_dsaPkIGM89XCf8u9oBwnHQhHUxMsC1EA/s640/blogger-image--688521600.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-22053658526325402642013-11-15T19:38:00.001-05:002013-11-15T19:38:56.331-05:00Math tutorWish us luck! I just hired a math tutor for Rosie. Last year, I had several friends and family suggest that we should hire a tutor and I'm finally following up on that advice. <div><br></div><div>Fairfax County schools have had some low scores on overall math comprehension at elementary levels, and several of Rosie's classmates' parents have expressed concern about their child's skills. All that combined with the fact that the 5th grade math skills review period is over and I'm concerned that Rosie will be falling behind. </div><div><br></div><div>We start next week!</div>nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-20036422734521434262013-11-14T17:29:00.000-05:002013-11-14T17:29:00.020-05:00Forever home for our bunnies!<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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I haven't explained yet how and why we still have the bunnies, have I? Looking back through my more recent posts, I realized that I said we just had them for the summer, etc. But, nope, they are still with us! Here's how this happened.<br />
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During the school year, Dash's classroom had two rabbits, two guinea pigs, and two turtles that I know of; there may have been more. Mrs. C. loved her animals and the enrichment activities (animal care and feeding) that they offered for the students, who of course adored all of them as well. Dash, in particular, begged us to get him a bunny as a pet for months. Watching them over the summer was, in my mind, a trial run to see if our household could support a rabbit or two. <br />
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I heard some rumblings from a parent or two over the summer about the rabbits, with comments like (insert comically musical voice), "Ohhhh! So *you* have those rabbits, hm? I was woonderiiing how that was goooiiing!" But it wasn't until I caught the parent of one of Dash's classmates at the grocery store in August that I found out what the tone behind the comments meant and why Mrs. C. had been so quiet all summer.<br />
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Because of all the mess that six animals (especially the large rabbits who were often left running wild in the room, to be sure) were making in the small classroom, the school custodians had held a meeting with the principal. They were tired of cleaning all the animal feces. The students created enough of a challenge for them, and they hadn't signed on to be zookeepers as well. The ultimatum the principal had given Mrs. C. was "no more animals."<br />
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So, the bunnies couldn't go back to the school. Where would they go if we tried to return them? With the "bad rep" they had gotten with the other parents (that is, messy and stinky), would any of them step up? I had litter-box trained them and we all had gotten pretty attached to them. The idea of our rabbits going to a shelter... well, not going to happen. After a family meeting about the bunnies, we agreed to keep them. I insisted that we would get them spayed and change their names, since they were ours now! I was never a fan of the name "Mary Potter," and even less fond of "Bugs Bunny" for a female rabbit. Their new names are respectively Honeybun and Cookie (with prior names as nicknames when they slip out).<br />
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They're still not free range in our home, just because they chew on everything. They occasionally escape through a door left cracked open, and we end up chasing them under a bed or couch. It's working out just fine to corral them to the back hallway/bathroom, or alternately, the kitchen as needed. Just for fun, I sometimes let Cookie have an adventure in Dash's bed, hopping over all of his toys. I've tried it with Honeybun, but she seems more stressed out by the change in scenery than loving it. They do love getting their faces scratched! Over time, I'm hoping they'll get comfortable enough to get more snuggly with us. If not, there's plenty of love to go around! We all enjoy Cookie and Honeybun's company. Well, maybe except for Weegee the parrot. He's still not sure what to think.nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35813677.post-22578890168723438522013-11-13T17:34:00.000-05:002013-11-14T05:49:45.056-05:00Happy 11th Birthday, Rosie!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Rosie, what a beautiful girl you're becoming! You're so fun to be around, so graceful and goofy, and so devoted to your family, friends, and pets. I'm very impressed with the way you've advanced in your Tae Kwon Do class and your tap dance teacher tells me that you're really getting it this year! You're such a great companion when it comes to doing crafts projects: you like sewing, Rainbow Looms, lanyards, origami, and have even tried knitting (we'll get there with the knitting).<br />
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We had a bumpy road with academics last year, but your 5th grade teacher really thinks you're working hard and doing well. I'll support you in your studies as much as I can from home, but it's really up to you to to excel in your studies. I'm sure you'll do very well if you keep up your great work — you're so much more focused this year.<br />
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You're a loving girl who really cares about the people around you and I hope your friends see that. Keep staying on your own track — you don't need the approval of the popular girls or need to do what everyone else is doing.<br />
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We all love you very much, sweet Rose! I hope 11 is a great year for you.nylonthreadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671562223645258571noreply@blogger.com1