We chilled out this week, what with no more skating classes nor soccer practices. Leif and I played many games of Scrabble, and I continued my usual rantings on why the newest Scrabble dictionary BITES because they're now alowing tons of foreign words they never used to allow, just to get the high-point letters and two-worders on the board more. (for example : juku (a prep school in Japan) juju (posessing magical qualities) and japa (to paint wth a black laquer 'japaning').RANT!
Leif spent hours (hours!) roller blading on the street. It's so great to see him pick it up so easily. I'm harping on him to learn to stop really fast, but our street is so long and quiet, how can you not want to glide up and down it smoothly, without stopping?
Leif has recently discovered pesto and asked me to buy some for our homemade pizza night (usually Fridays if you're curious). Then he asked what else he could have pesto on. I suggested some type of bagel and cheese concoction, and a new snack was born. He now makes his 'usual' sandwhich often (bagel, cheddar cheese, pesto and mayo) and has bought basil seeds at the store so he can grow and make his own pesto. Fabulous!
He took his first goalie class for soccer this week. It was a challenge, and he likely will decide to continue with this in April (barring any schedule conflicts).
A new thing for Leif is conversation practice. When strangers say hi to him he does not know what to do, what to say. He feels uncomfortable and on-the-spot so says nothig, which generally gets him more interest from the stranger and thus more silence from Leif. We talked about what people mean when they ask how you are, how're things, what have you been up to? I told him about the practice or concept of sharing a bit about you and asking about them as well (we're talking about friends now, not strangers). That you can say you've been doing some soccer camps lately, and what have they been up to? It'll take much role playing, but he may just get the hang of this whole talking-to-others thing. :)
I seem to never run out of things to tell you about Hannah. This week a patch of warm sun on the dining room floor inspired her to set up her ownbeach area, indoors. Complete with fruit cocktail, beach glass and mural of waves and seagulls (plus the beach chair). Between her busking stand and beach scene the dining room is pretty crowded.
A Chirp magazine has some sort of April Fool's Day surprse in it, so Hannah has been hard at work, and under a cloak of secrecy.
Hannah is struggling with big concepts this week. Multiplication has that 6 year old con-fused. And so it should. It just keeps coming up in life and she is determined to 'get it'. I think her first big hurdle is understanding what 'times' means and then that a number represents a certain amount of things. So I've got my jars of dried beans out and we'e going to tackle it that way. What she needs is to realise what she already knows so she has confidence in trying something new that she thinks is too complicated.
She told me this week that heavy clouds are dark because they are full of rain, whereas the light clear ones just fly by because they are empty. Darned right she is.
This week Hannah, Ivy and I baked Strawberry bars, using jam I made last summer. Divine!
And we found a great pair of used roller blades for her, plus knee and elbow pads.
I've had a good week. The guys came to install the new floors downstairs, and by weeks end I hope to have my studio set up and ready to sew. I'm trying to get into the Moss St Market to sell my wrist warmers and other wooly items. And there's tons I want to make for the kids.
And I got mail (I never get mail):
Both mags I subscribe to (writing on motherhood and a great crafting zine) plus a necklace made from the letter C key of an old typewriter, made locally by another crafty gal. Scrumptious. Just needs a cup of tea and time to read.
And, after a few weeks of running first in canvas sneakers and then in these rubber roman sandal-type things, to tes out the whole barefoot running thing, I bought these:
They are FANTASTIC!!!! I can run anywhere and not fear glass or whatever bits collect on the road. I took them out my first day and ran 6K and it was great. It is so much harder to run barefoot, but not the same kind of hard as before. Before it was heavy-breathing-slap-slap on the pavement, just keep pounding along until you can stop. Now it's a huge mental workout to keep the right form and my legs and feet are working like mad. My lungs are fine, the physics of running barefoot mean less cardiovascular burnout; it's just my legs and feet that burnout from such good hard work. I'm going to aim for an every-other-day run until I'm sure my body can handle it.
After working on and loving my blue first-knitted hat, it is actually too small, as the pattern is for a lovely petite wisp of a gal. So I adapted it for my chock-full-of-brains head, and chose a grey wool this time around. Voila!
Kit and I are up far too late working our way through my brother's box set of The Wire series. What a great tv show. But our bodies cannot party like we did in the mid-90's. We are so tired in the morning. Whenever we find a great series to watch, I both look forward to watching it with him each night, but also look forward to finishing the series so I can get some sleep. The Wire has 3 seasons to go! Save us!
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