Googleplex

Jan. 13th, 2009 09:36 am
Two snippets of conversation:

"It's snowing! A hundred snowflakes are falling! More than a hundred hundred hundred - a googleplex!"

"Mom, do you know why  I know googleplex is a number? Luka told me."
The last part was said in a very solemn, assured tone, because if Luka said it then it MUST be true. Obviously.

Day 2

Sep. 12th, 2007 12:56 pm
One down, about 179 to go (schoolyear is ~180 days long here, right?). When I picked up K yesterday, she was happily running around in the small gym, having playtime inside because it was pouring outside. She was definitely happy to see me, as in running at full speed at me as soon as she saw me. I got a big hug, and then she was off playing and running again. She'd had a good day, at least in the afternoon, since those were the only teachers/afterschool-day-care-people that I could talk to. When I dropped her off this morning, one of her teachers said that Karin had had a mostly good day yesterday, but that there were an awful lot of "no"s. And that she (the teacher, that is) wanted to sit down sometime this or next week and talk about strategies and coordinating the things we do at home and what they do there.
So far so good.

OCD much?

Aug. 16th, 2007 04:30 pm
When explaining to Karin why a BLT is called that, she said "But then the lettuce has to be after the bacon, and then the tomato!", referring to the current layering of her sandwich being bacon-tomato-lettuce. And yes, I explained that it only refers to the things that are in there, not the sequence in which they have to be applied :)

Translation/vertaling:
Obsessief, misschien?
Toen ik aan Karin had uitgelegd waarom een BLT (een sandwich met gebakken spek, sla en tomaat) zo heet, zei ze "Maar dan moet de sla na het spek, en dan pas de tomaat!", wijzend op de volgorde in haar huidige sandwich, spek-tomaat-sla. En ja, ik heb uitgelegd dat de letters alleen zeggen wat er in zit, niet de volgorde waarin ze moeten worden toegepast :)

Priceless

May. 27th, 2007 12:26 am
Saturday morning, 07:02. Sitting with Karin outside on the doorsteps of King House so we don't wake up the people still sleeping on the couches in the living room. Just finished reading her Are you my mother? and Fox in Sox. No more reading by me for a bit, since my throat hurts (and my head, and I'm febrile from whatever cold I have)
Aside from the occasional jogger or dog-walker there is nobody out on the streets. Hell, I wouldn't even be up if not for Karin. We hear a very nice quiet. Some birdsong from all the trees around, and a bit of a breeze that makes the already relatively warm temperatures nicely tolerable. Not thinking about all the insanities of our lives and the dead rat in the kitchen wall with my parents visiting in 4 days and such.

Hearing her happily browsing through her book, reading "pink piglets, pink piglets, pink piglets": Priceless.


We just got the new trailerbike, and rode it home along the bikepath. She _really_ likes it. A lot :) We rode home from work/daycare and stopped on our way at the REI where we had bought it Sunday. It was put together, didn't seem to fall apart when I picked it up, so with some futzing and removing child bikeseat and fixing my bikeseat which of course chose that time to break, we did manage to attach the new trailer to my bike. Quite sturdily too. During all this, of course, Karin was bouncing around and super excited and virtually squealing.

After walking the now extra-long bike from the parking garage to the beginning of the park (only 5 minutes, if that) we both got on. Karin had sat on it from the garage to the park, just to get a feel and so that I could actually see her for the first bit. Kinda hard to see when riding in front of her. I needn't have worried. Like a fish in the water - she loved it. Of course it helps that she's been riding her own bike-with-trainingwheels. But still. She held on well, and kept her feet mostly on the (extra-wide) pedals. We went very slowly at first, she didn't like to go too fast, where too fast for her is less than a normal ace for me. For now. That'll get better with actually riding a few times, no doubt.

For today - definitely success. For tomorrow, well, the T (subway) since they're predicting thunderstorms in the afternoon. Oh well. There will be many more chances.
"Mom, there is poop on my big toe!"

Needless to say, she is now taking a bath.

Stairs

Apr. 5th, 2007 08:57 am
The unthinkable just happened - Karin fell down the stairs! After years (oh my g-d, can't believe I'm actually saying that!) of telling her not to carry so much while going down the stairs, she tumbled down them, while carrying too much. I'm partially amused, partially relieved and only slightly concerned. Thankfully she didn't hurt herself badly and was done crying within 30 seconds - mostly from the scare, I think. The stairs are covered with carpet, which probably helped soften the bumps. Relieved, because she's finally getting some empirical feedback. You know, from mother nature, not from an adult. And amused, because she's the second person in less than 24 hours to fall down the stairs in our house. Unfortunately for [livejournal.com profile] nekowoman she fell down the much more painful back stairs (bare wood, steep, curved).

Yaaawn

Mar. 12th, 2007 10:59 pm
Tired. Way too late. Again. Was planning to go to bed at like 9ish. Had to gather all the documents for Karin's application for BEEP, the Brookline Early Education Program. Way too many forms and things to sign and look up. All done now. Somewhere inbetween I caught a mouse too. Or rather, removed it from Weasley who had caught one. Again. He could have just *meowed* for his foodbowl!

Tally update:
Weasley: +1 mouse, dead.
Tijgetje: many tie-wraps.
babble, babble, <lots of generic babble>
and I will listen *very* well and
after school I will do all my homework and then
I will marry Alex
and James
and live happily ever after!

At Arisia

Jan. 13th, 2007 11:38 am
Went to Arisia for the first time yesterday (and will again today and tomorrow). Really cool - lots of awesome people in costume, fun things to see and do and listen to, talk about, and dance to. Of course, within 5 minutes of getting there, I run into one of my colleagues ([livejournal.com profile] ckd). To my surprise. Well, not really a surprise had I thought about it. I mean, computer geeks and the Sci-fi/fantasy worlds do have some overlap here and there (yes, that was dripping with sarcasm). D'uh.
Anyway, it was fun. Karin got her face painted, and we spent a few hours at the drum circle; I learned how to play the drum (somewhat better than just whacking it, like I had) and enjoy the music and dance and company. Karin had a blast to no end, dancing and drumming and playing around. She was up and dancing till almost midnight. Time for going home and bed - J stayed for Rocky Horror, of course, it being Friday and midnight.
Now, more coffee, a shower, and then back.
"
Goodnight Elmo
Goodnight Woofie
Goodnight Parasaurolophus
"

(not missing a beat, and not mispronouncing anything)

Slosh

Dec. 4th, 2006 01:53 pm
After drinking her cup of milk practically in one breath, Karin started to walk out of the kitchen. Stops. Looks puzzled. Jumps up and down a few times, then starts grinning.
"Mom, did you hear that?"

The milk had indeed made it into her stomach, and jumping up and down made a very audible "slosh"-ing sound. Hehe.
Windy weather this weekend - the perfect time to go wandering around in the Arboretum. My parents are in town, and Karin definitely needed to run around and burn some energy. So, off to the park we went. It was gorgeous! Not quite full foliage change, there were plenty of trees with green leaves still, but also plenty of ones that were all pretty colors yellow, orange, red, brown (and some bald ones too). She sure ran around a lot, and probably walked twice as much as we did. Crashed within 5 minutes once she sat in her carseat.
Then today, on our way into work, we ran into a downed tree. Figuratively, at least, because it was plenty big enough to see and stop on time. With some pushing, I managed to get onto the little side-hill and around it. We spent a few minutes looking at the damage, and I pointed out the tons of roots sticking out and how one tree knocked over the other two. At least 10 people passed by in those few minutes; walking, jogging, biking, walking dogs.
Once we continued, I could hear Karin babble in the back (to herself), and pointing at trees. "Big tree <pause> big tree <pause> another big tree <pause> little tree <pause> <pause> grote boom <pause> grote boom <pause> nog een grote boom* <pause> big tree... I guess some of what I explained sunk in :)

* "yet another big tree"
Over the weekend the following exchange took place:
Adult: Karin, it's time to go to the bathroom, before we go out.
Karin: I already *did* it!
A: When?
K: Yesterday!

Then today, while going upstairs for a minute, I hear a thud from the kitchen. Somehow, you learn to distinguish between "normal" thuds and foreboding ones. This was not a normal one.
I go downstairs, and find Karin, a knocked-over garbage can (big, heavy metal kind) and a flapping catdoor that is going back and forth from the rush of the cat that must have run through it.
I ask wat was going on.
"I was holding Weasley (the cat)"
And why was the garbage can knocked over?
"I was throwing Weasley in the air."
Blink. Blink.
Needless to say, there was no dessert after dinner...
... Karin is riding in the back seat of my bicycle (on the way to daycare), singing boisterously and clapping her hands. The song? "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands".
John: "Let's pick a movie to watch together"
Karin: "I want to pick too."
John: "How about this one? Or this?"
Karin: "No, no, no! I want the one with Gandalf!"

Quotes are paraphrased, I don't remember the exact wording. Other than the last sentence, of course

OCD

Aug. 16th, 2006 07:52 am
It is way too freakin' early in the morning. And she is putting all the grapes in a perfect arc along the side of her plate. I'm doomed.

few things

Aug. 11th, 2006 09:34 pm
At the in-laws at the NJ shore, after a surprisingly smooth train trip with just me, Karin, and a duffelbag on wheels. It's always wonderful to see how a beach full of sand and an ocean full of water can keep kids entertained for hours on end. Too bad there was a red flag today, so the water wasn't swimmable, and I really couldn't keep my eye off of K for more than a minute - or even half a minute.
Yay for naptime though. I'm slowly starting to catch up on sleep. More beach tomorrow. Maybe I'll even remember to bring a camera.

Oh, and yet another tally update:
Weasley: bird, dead, +1
Sigh.
What is this? blackmailing for more food?
Finally warm enough this morning to ride bike to daycare/work. Pumped up the tires, threw a fleece blanket over Karin's legs, and rode off in the wonderful morning sun.

People smiling
Other bikes on the streets
Geese honking and chasing eachother in the Muddy river
Getting free excersize and an easier, faster commute at the same time
Karin belting out Annie's "Tomorrow" in the back seat: priceless.

I like spring.

Just a peek into our usual daily life:

(excerpt from aim window)

J: Just took squeaky tongue bird away from Tijgetje.
M: Sigh. Anything left of it?
J: Yes, I got to it early.
J: I just took Karin to the bathroom to use the toilet. She brought along Woofy, whom I placed on the edge of the sink right in front of her. A moment later she said "Waar is Woofy?" [EN: "Where is Woofy"] and I told her "Woofy is ver ver weg gegaan... heh heh heh." [EN: "Woofy has gone far far away...heh heh heh."] She looked at me, looked at Woofy, looked back at me, drew herself up to her full height of less than one meter, and, in her most adult voice, exclaimed: "Jooooooohhhhn: NIET DOEN!" [EN: "Jooooooohhhhn: DON'T DO THAT"]

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