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So, yeah, I'm a little slow on the posting lately. Here are some random fish from the current stream of consciousness:
Elul. Elul?! Already??! Holy frickin' cow.
Oh, right, and I better go buy some non-leather flip-flops.
Did you know that it is almost impossible for a 12-month-old child to bruise himself, no matter what he bumps into/falls down on/falls from? And yet the same child can inflict welts the color of aging eggplant on his poor parents with a simple, well-aimed, hug?
Product release is coming. We are soooooo late. We are sooooooo screwed. (updates, fellas, and lots of 'em!)
Yesterday (Labor Day) I got my first half-day to myself (no husband, no son, no work) in about, oh, 6 months. Turns out there is a person buried under the mama somewhere. She gets to come out and play again in, oh, maybe 10 years. (FYI, my liberating activities were: reading a book on the hammock in the yard, painting pottery at one of those paint-your-own-pottery places, having lunch at a fancy cafe, and, um, well, really that's about it. Living on the edge, right?)
When car dealers say they'll have the part in "tomorrow," what they really mean is, "we'll get it sometime next week, but we'll only tell you it's here after you've called us four hundred times to find out what's going on because we don't talk to each other or call customers back."
Elul. Elul?! Already??! Holy frickin' cow.
Oh, right, and I better go buy some non-leather flip-flops.
Did you know that it is almost impossible for a 12-month-old child to bruise himself, no matter what he bumps into/falls down on/falls from? And yet the same child can inflict welts the color of aging eggplant on his poor parents with a simple, well-aimed, hug?
Product release is coming. We are soooooo late. We are sooooooo screwed. (updates, fellas, and lots of 'em!)
Yesterday (Labor Day) I got my first half-day to myself (no husband, no son, no work) in about, oh, 6 months. Turns out there is a person buried under the mama somewhere. She gets to come out and play again in, oh, maybe 10 years. (FYI, my liberating activities were: reading a book on the hammock in the yard, painting pottery at one of those paint-your-own-pottery places, having lunch at a fancy cafe, and, um, well, really that's about it. Living on the edge, right?)
When car dealers say they'll have the part in "tomorrow," what they really mean is, "we'll get it sometime next week, but we'll only tell you it's here after you've called us four hundred times to find out what's going on because we don't talk to each other or call customers back."
posted by Tzipporah at 7:42 PM
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Al Knight - true story: Our 12-month-old son's favorite book in the ENTIRE house is AB's "I'm just here for the food." He loves the pictures of AB on the covers.
Tzipporah | Homepage | 09.04.07 - 11:57 am | #
One of the thoughts that occured to me while watching way too many of his shows was wouldn't this be a neat thing to get kids involved with at an early age. they could learn
a repeatable process as well as some experimentation; the interaction of chemical and physical forces and reward for a job well done.
I wonder if Montessori does anything like that.
Al Knight
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Or is our program on the fritz?
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