Sunday, October 13, 2013

Mom's visit over Xander's birthday weekend

They may love my smoothies, but they're still a little scared of the blender.





Giving Xander a birthday present: his very own weaving loom!





Examining the kit.





Kissing Ari on the head.





Surprise!  It's a birthday hat!





Hats are so super silly.





Happy Bubby and oldest grandson.





 Very carefully threading the loom.





 Picking up each color with the hook....





Cracking up together.





Tying off the edges.





Pose to say "cheese"!





The finished product: a potholder for Daddy!





How Bubby bonded with Ari this trip.  (Don't laugh, these things are important!)





Why she's a better Bubby than I am a mom... I still haven't held Blackie once!





And last but not least... a rousing game of soccer at the Round Table birthday dinner.  The big appeal?  We had dessert first!

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Lovings loving school

Ari reading books next to a friend





Xander holding a walking stick insect in his classroom

Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Apparently I am a torturer of children

A congregant made us some homemade mac n'cheese.  We served it for dinner.  Jonathan, Robin and I thought it was excellent.

The kids rebelled.  They refused to eat any of it.  It wasn't Kraft.

We told them they had to have one "mousie" bite, one or two noodles, before they could have something else.  That they didn't want to be Mr. Picky-doo from Green Eggs and Ham.  That different and new wasn't always bad; remember when Xander didn't want to go on the monorail at Disneyland, but then loved it?  Remember when they had never tried licorice before, but then really liked it?

No luck.  

They refused to eat even one noodle.

For two and a half hours.  

There were tantrums involved.  They were hungry.  We stuck to our guns.  

The end result?  Xander ate one noodle, then had a separate dinner.  Ari never ate his noodle and ended up asking to go to bed.

Just call me Torquemada.

Sunday, October 6, 2013

Weekend breakfast

The kids are up at around 7am, weekday or weekend.  On weekend mornings, Jonathan or I set them up with breakfast and a movie and go back to bed for an hour or so until we're ready to start the day.

This morning I set out the cereal and milk, Ari grabbed the bowls, and Xander assured me he would be fine with pouring the milk for his brother.  So I went back to bed.

A half hour later Ari came in very excitedly to tell us that he's drinking juice.

The kid had apparently pulled a grown-up chair into the pantry, stood on it to reach the tallest shelf, and fetched himself a second breakfast of Capri-Sun and Pop Tarts.

I'm thinking a lock on the pantry door is in order...


Saturday, October 5, 2013

Guest post from Bubby

This morning as I lay in bed about to get up, I heard sweet singing coming from Xander and Ari's room. Xander: "This is the first day I'm wearing medium socks, Mommy, not small. Let's sing the Sh'hechiyanu!" And they did.  :)

Thursday, October 3, 2013

We have a snake: Blackie’s backstory

(written by Jonathan)

Yes, as of last weekend, we own a snake; much to my wife’s dismay.  This story really goes way back to when we lived in Cincinnati and Xander was two years old.  We were at a local Petsmart picking up cat food for the cats he never was all that fond of, when I caught him staring at the reptile display.  Inside one of the cages was a Kenyan Sand Boa, captive-bred but native to Kenya, Africa.   “Do you want to hold it?” I asked. 

I should disclose that I have a lot of experience with reptiles, and years ago used to be a member of the Bay Area Reptile Society.  At one time I owned snakes ranging from 6 inches in size to 16 feet.  I even bred sand boas like the one we were looking at that day, so I felt pretty comfortable teaching him a little about another of nature’s wonders, as I try with to every new animal he is introduced to.

Xander nodded his head with a hint of excitement showing in a growing smile.  I hailed an employee and had him open up the snake’s habitat.  When it was obvious I knew dramatically more about the snake than he did, he just let me take over.  Xander held the 7-inch orange and black spotted baby Sand Boa in his hand with a look of joy on his face.  I told Xander where the snake lives in the wild and about how it sees the world with its sniffing tongue.  As I did so, the snake tried to burrow in a fold in Xander’s hand and he giggled.

I went home that day not knowing the seed that had been planted.  From then on Xander loved reptiles, especially snakes.  His favorite story was about Verdi, the baby Tree Python.  He would have face painters put snakes on his face, get snake tattoos, and even had a pet wooden snake that he went to bed with for months.  I thought it was a phase he would grow out of.  Michal prayed it would be a phase he would grow out of.  He never grew out of it.

For the past year and a half he has asked to have a real snake and so Michal, reluctantly, agreed that we would allow it for his fifth birthday.  As luck would have it, a week before his birthday was the Sacramento Reptile Show.  I thought it would be a great opportunity for Xander and me to have some Daddy-Xander bonding time and to see if he was serious about a real live snake.  

Now, Xander is kind of shy, especially in large crowds.  I have taken him to comic and game conventions before and he usually just clings to my leg or whines that he’s bored.  What I saw at the reptile show was a completely different Xander.  He grabbed my hand and dragged me from table to table.  Staring wide-eyed and smiling at all the snakes and lizards.



He was a little cautious around the insect-eating plants...


but he would rush right up to the little snake enclosures to see what lay inside.  He would point to this snake and that snake and wait for me to tell him all about the species. 

One of the best moments was when we found a baby tree python just like in his favorite story Verdi.  He stared at the bright yellow baby snake like he was looking at a rock star.  And above him were his deep green parents, hanging on a branch in the classic tree python hanging coil.  Xander all but pressed his nose onto the glass. 

Without a doubt, his favorite time was holding an adult Kenyan Sand Boa.  


The slow and gentle snake nudged his palm with his nose, sniffed around with his tongue then found a warm comfy hidey in Xander’s sleeve.  His joy radiated in his face.  He giggled and laughed while the snake slowly made his way into his shirt.  He almost collapsed in laughter when the snake found his arm pit and tickled it with his snake tongue.  He was enthralled and I had to concede; this boy loves snakes.  














Here is me with a large boa.  I must admit that I miss the feel of a large strong snake on my shoulders.



That is a real alligator and parrot on those kids.  Xander *wasn’t* interested in that experience.



I showed him every baby Red Tail Boa, Argentine Boa, Milk Snake, Corn Snake, King Snake, Ball Python, Tree Python and every other baby that slithered, but his mind was set.  He wanted a Kenyan Sand Boa like the one he held over 2 years ago.

So, I introduce you to Blackie Orange Loving, the newest member of our family. 



This name came to be only after much thought and deliberation from Xander.  It was Michal who suggested he could name him after how the snake acts or looks.  But Xander was the one who decreed the name to everyone, not once wavering when other options were given. 


Ari is more of a mammal lover than a reptile lover, but is truly excited about his big brother's new pet.  Jan (AKA Bubby) bless her heart has made a real effort to be supportive for Xander.  We just might make a snake lover out of her yet.  ;)

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Book reviews

So what have I been reading lately?  Romance novels, because they're a good distraction!  Sorry, no reviews on those.  And then two real books.  I'm sure you won't be surprised where my interests lie lately. :)

A Labor of Love: A Complete Guide to Childbirth for the Mind, Body and Soul of the Jewish Woman by Rachel Broncher

First, I should say that I am definitely not the target audience for this book.  It was lent to me by my midwife, which was extremely sweet, but I'm sure she didn't realize that the author is frum, meaning Orthodox and strictly observant, living in Israel.  So I really liked all the birth stories found within, and I could even get behind the attitude of "just have faith and it'll all work out," but I had to laugh at the thought of Jonathan not being by my side at the birth for reasons of modesty, or that I should remember to say certain Psalms as I went into labor.  It was definitely an interesting read, and I'm glad that the Orthodox sector has a natural childbirth book... it just isn't my book.

The Purpose of Boys: Helping Our Sons Find Meaning, Significance, and Direction in Their Lives by Michael Gurian

I was admittedly slightly disappointed by this one, too.  I think part of it is that my kids are so young, I felt that I needed to read it in 5 years or more when it really applied; right now, I don't think that their need to find "purpose" is that different from that of girls'.  One thing I did appreciate greatly though was the emphasis on the difference in brain chemistry between boys and girls. I still very much believe in the power of social construction and that differences in gender are greatly created by us; but having scientific data talking about hormone levels really helped.  I.e. I hadn't known that testosterone levels are 10-20 times higher in the average boy than they are in the average girl, or that girls' brains physically work differently, in different lobes, so they multi-task better and make more emotional connections than boys by default. I do firmly agree with the emphasis on community and rites of passage as being helpful for boys - but again, is it more helpful for them than for girls?  I had too many questions at the end, and left thinking that much of it was obvious, and the part that wasn't I doubted.  I need a Q&A session with the author, I think!

Other than that, I have some fun books I'm in the middle of reading, so will report on those when I've finished.  Yay for having the time to read!