Can we just say that at 9
we are already living the rock star life.
Sorry Max, I'm using this for blackmail in the future.
What's Your Secret?
Your secret from Jean-Sebastien Monzani on Vimeo.
Watching this video and reading the responses at Soul Pancake just solidifies my thoughts that
we are all so alike in our quirky worlds.
I was surprised to read that a lot of the kooky things people do- I do as well.
My secrets...
I have conversations with my hens. I act out both parts though.
And like another person said, when I'm shopping and I accidentally touch clothes that I think are ugly, I immediately wipe my hands off.
One more, when I was a kid I thought I wasn't cool enough to watch
The Electric Company on tv. I would leave the room.
You can imagine my dismay when they started airing it on tv again.
At least I know my kids are cool enough to watch it
and that is a big relief.
Magical Rainbows
Continuing on the rainbow kick
I love this idea.
Just squirt blobs of acrylic paint at the base of the windshield
and voila
a magical rainbow.
How cool would you be if you could make a rainbow
appear out of thin air!
via A Cup Of Jo
The Khan Academy
One of the things I regret when I went to NYU was
withdrawing out of physics class.
I went there to study film and somehow
ended up in a physics class with 200 others trying to decipher
what the lines and arrows were supposed to be
on the board.
I simply could not understand the professor.
I wanted to so badly because
he was so consumed with love
for physics that how could I not want to know
why he was so excited.
I had never withdrawn out of a class before and that was
the last.
But it still nags at me.
Somewhere in the deep dark recesses
of my brain I must know what that world
he was in was all about.
I've been sneaking some physics classes in over at
If you haven't made your way over to that site
you should.
Because maybe there is a class you
never took
and we can be study pals together.
Manger-in-a- tree
For lack of table top space
we decided to place our nativity scene
in the Christmas tree.
To a 9 and 10-year-old
this seemed like a great idea.
Surprisingly to a 30 something year old,
this seemed equally as exciting.
Some things to note...
-yes, we put baby Jesus in before the big day
because that's how we roll
-yes, that is the "elf on the shelf" on the roof
because he didn't want to be left out
and finally,
if attempting this as well, put the lights
on BEFORE you set it up.
Because we like our holiday decorating
as difficult as possible.
Tighty Whities
A word to the wise.
Do not buy the same color/brand underwear for your boys
that your husband wears.
Mr. will not think to check the size label
and will be convinced that you shrunk the laundry.
Strangely, he will wear the mini undies until you ask him
why he is walking funny.
Wild Letters
“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.”
Remember
Just so I don't forget about this...
When Max was 4 and in pre-school, he was making holiday decorations using pinecones.
He was particularly fidgety ALL morning until finally Mrs. Steinbock, a rather charming British grandma,
said to him, "Max! Do you have ants in your pants??"
To which he replied quite seriously, "No, just this."
And pulled out the biggest pinecone
he could cram into his britches.
When asked why he had a pinecone in his pants he said,
"I was hiding it because I didn't think I could take it home."
ahhh, boys...
Max left, Fellissimo right
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