Johan's lunch today:
- 7 chick'n nuggets
- 1 cup broccoli
- 1 pint blueberries
- 6 strawberries
- 1 bowl of Crispix with milk
I'm going to need a second job to keep the fridge stocked pretty soon.
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Montessori
In June, Johan is going to start Montessori school at Child Garden. My visit there showed a place that was at once tranquil and bustling with positive energy. The sun shining into the classrooms is warm and inviting. The activities are classic Montessori materials combined with picnics in the sculpture garden of the Walker Art Center.
Johan's friend Ruby, who will soon be his classmate, has already started and she loves it. I was already excited for Johan to start Montessori, but on reading this article, I can't wait for June 1 to roll around. Check it out.
Johan's friend Ruby, who will soon be his classmate, has already started and she loves it. I was already excited for Johan to start Montessori, but on reading this article, I can't wait for June 1 to roll around. Check it out.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Deep Conversations
Johan to my dad: Where is God?
Dad: I don't really know, but many people say heaven.
Johan: He's up in the clouds, right?
Dad: Many people believe that he's up there.
Johan: What is he doing up there?
Dad: Making mischief and raising hell.
Johan: Yeah, and God misses me.
Dad: Yes he does but he's also raising hell.
Johan: Let's play that you're the mommy Ernie and I'm the baby Ernie but we don't have any legs.
Dad: Sounds good.
Dad: I don't really know, but many people say heaven.
Johan: He's up in the clouds, right?
Dad: Many people believe that he's up there.
Johan: What is he doing up there?
Dad: Making mischief and raising hell.
Johan: Yeah, and God misses me.
Dad: Yes he does but he's also raising hell.
Johan: Let's play that you're the mommy Ernie and I'm the baby Ernie but we don't have any legs.
Dad: Sounds good.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Handyland
I've never been handy. True story.
One day freshman year of college, Moira and I got back from the grocery store (thanks to our friend Ed who had a Jeep) with many healthy vittles to consume. Well, that may be an overstatement. It was probably ramen noodles, frozen burritos, and all flavors of Home Run Pies. Nevertheless, when we got home with our groceries to load into the mini-fridge, my dad had sent us a rocking chair that needed assembly. Ru-roh. I don't assemble. Not handy like that.
Moira got to assembling the chair with the allen wrench while I unloaded the food and started boiling water for some ramen. I probably prepared some beverages too. From then on, it was established that she was the handyman and I was the domestic. The funny thing is that she's probably a much better cook than I am, too.
But, lately I've been feeling the winds of change (mysterious whistling). Since Eduardo has been gone from the house, I've had to step up to do lots of things I would normally have left to him (or, you know, Moira).
From snow shovelling to minor fix-it projects, I've learned a lot. In the interest of full disclosure, yes, I had some help from a neighbor teen with the snow shovelling but I did plenty of it myself, as well. We had more than enough for everyone to shovel this year.
Last weekend, for the first time ever, I built something. Granted, it was just a piece of Target shelving with step-by-step instructions. And, yes, Jamie was in town so I had some help with it. (Thanks, Jamie.) But I did it. And it looks great in Johan's room. And I am damn proud of myself for it. And it makes me want to try to do more stuff like this.
I've also recently realized that I don't have to do the projects I don't want to do. I like planting flowers and I don't mind mowing the lawn, but I have been dreading doing the spring clean up. The get-in-there-and-rake-those-gross-leaves-you-should-have-raked-last-fall-but-you-couldn't-because-it-snowed-early-and-you-were-in-an-emotional-crisis-anyway-so-not-really-focused-much-on-lawn-care. I've picked up some of the leaves by hand but there is much to be done.
Then, a nice lawn care company came by and left a flier stuck to my glass door with a "custom quote" to do all the spring clean up in my yard- front and back- for $49.95. Uh, yes please! I can't ignore this project, but I sure can hire someone to do it for me.
That means that on this beautiful spring day, instead of having to worry about gross leaves and moldy yards, I could spend the day going on a walk with Johan, then to a birthday party with about a million little kids blowing bublles on the deck, and then sit in the sun and read a book. Worth $49.95? You bet.
One day freshman year of college, Moira and I got back from the grocery store (thanks to our friend Ed who had a Jeep) with many healthy vittles to consume. Well, that may be an overstatement. It was probably ramen noodles, frozen burritos, and all flavors of Home Run Pies. Nevertheless, when we got home with our groceries to load into the mini-fridge, my dad had sent us a rocking chair that needed assembly. Ru-roh. I don't assemble. Not handy like that.
Moira got to assembling the chair with the allen wrench while I unloaded the food and started boiling water for some ramen. I probably prepared some beverages too. From then on, it was established that she was the handyman and I was the domestic. The funny thing is that she's probably a much better cook than I am, too.
But, lately I've been feeling the winds of change (mysterious whistling). Since Eduardo has been gone from the house, I've had to step up to do lots of things I would normally have left to him (or, you know, Moira).
From snow shovelling to minor fix-it projects, I've learned a lot. In the interest of full disclosure, yes, I had some help from a neighbor teen with the snow shovelling but I did plenty of it myself, as well. We had more than enough for everyone to shovel this year.
Last weekend, for the first time ever, I built something. Granted, it was just a piece of Target shelving with step-by-step instructions. And, yes, Jamie was in town so I had some help with it. (Thanks, Jamie.) But I did it. And it looks great in Johan's room. And I am damn proud of myself for it. And it makes me want to try to do more stuff like this.
I've also recently realized that I don't have to do the projects I don't want to do. I like planting flowers and I don't mind mowing the lawn, but I have been dreading doing the spring clean up. The get-in-there-and-rake-those-gross-leaves-you-should-have-raked-last-fall-but-you-couldn't-because-it-snowed-early-and-you-were-in-an-emotional-crisis-anyway-so-not-really-focused-much-on-lawn-care. I've picked up some of the leaves by hand but there is much to be done.
Then, a nice lawn care company came by and left a flier stuck to my glass door with a "custom quote" to do all the spring clean up in my yard- front and back- for $49.95. Uh, yes please! I can't ignore this project, but I sure can hire someone to do it for me.
That means that on this beautiful spring day, instead of having to worry about gross leaves and moldy yards, I could spend the day going on a walk with Johan, then to a birthday party with about a million little kids blowing bublles on the deck, and then sit in the sun and read a book. Worth $49.95? You bet.
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