…is for Happily Hiding Henry. 🙂
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Los Meses del Año
El Finnster shows off some new vocab, singing, and pronunciation skills:
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Field of Bizarre Dreams
…or is it screams? 🙂
Our colleague Steve Ross ran into Henry at Pasitos the other day & sent us this report:
When he saw me, he started up a conversation in which he remarked on how Finn is enjoying kindergarten. He then told me how, that same morning, he and the other Pasitos kids had gone to a park. This wasn’t just any park, however, he explained. This park apparently had a dead baseball player buried in it. Henry proceeded to tell me that were I to go there, with some magic powder, and then sprinkle it on the grave, the baseball player would rise up and be alive again, ready to play ball! This stuff is amazing! He then completely switched it up, turned to an older lady (someone’s grandma?) standing next to me and told her that he had a bunch of smoked salmon at home.
You keep it weird out there, little buddy. 🙂
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A Muscular Green Thumb
Plant-digging Finn doesn’t know his own strength. 🙂
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‘Stachetastic
The boys model some fetching party favors they scored at pals’ Dante & Vienna’s birthday party.
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Echoes of Personal Greatness
In the movie Goodfellas, a minor character is named “Jimmy Two-Times” because he always says things two times—for example, “I’m gonna get the papers (get the papers).”
I’ve thought of Jimmy a bunch lately as Finn’s clearly been enjoying his own lines—to the point that he’ll often immediately repeat them in a whisper. While recounting some anecdote he might say, “…so I told Magdalena, ‘I’m the dad!’ (‘I’m the dad!’)”
I don’t think he knows we hear it, and he just clearly enjoys mastering language, conversation, and social conventions. We’ll have to see how long it goes on. (Margot might say, “Probably forever, given the way you repeat jokes just to make sure I heard your cleverness.” ;-))
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“I can’t brutalize with my glasses!”
Here’s an entirely random slice of life captured by our friend Bruce a couple of weeks ago. We were testing his new camera’s video capabilities, but the resulting clip ends up being some fun boy-meets-older-woman (or dog, or two dogs; I dunno, you figure out what they’re talking about!) 🙂
I love Bruce’s quizzical, “Do you guys want a… ball, or something?”
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Weekend fun with Grandma
It’s a blessing & a treat to have Grandma Nack in town while Margot is on the road this week, and we’ve been having a bunch of fun this weekend. She’s an indefatigable gardener, so we’ve been running back and forth among stores to look at plants, etc. with the boys (who don’t mind at all). And, of course, there’s been a *lot* of story-reading. Here are a few shots from our days so far.
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“Bring Your Luchador To Work” Day
Once again Finny gets rowdy with “Davewerner” while visiting Adobe. 🙂
Just kidding—he’s the same colorful little grump as always! ;-p
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Monterey Cookie-Toss
The boys didn’t actually puke during our Monday trip to Dennis the Menace Park—but it wasn’t for lack of trying!
We enjoyed another great trip to the Monterey Bay Aquarium, getting up close and… personal? (gelatinous?) with the jellyfish:
During our recent SoCal sojourn, we spent a peaceful day noodling around LA, exploring local landmarks:
- (Pre-)Historically the La Brea Tar Pits (a sticky slick of naturally occurring asphalt) were great at ensnaring all kinds of ice-age animals, and over the years they’ve yielded hundreds of tons of fossilized remains. The boys loved exploring the museum, getting to watch scientists & volunteers carefully working to unearth & restore what’s been dug up. They were delighted to come away with two stuffed sabertooth tigers that they quickly named “Sabertooth” and “Snuggletooth.” (You’d kind of think “Saber-maran,” right?) In subsequent “T.A.L.B.” editions, these railroading Tooth Brothers turned out to be good at shoveling coal with their “steak knives.”
- Right next door is Los Angeles County Museum of Art, aka LACMA. We lucked out & came across volunteers who were letting kids make their own African arts & crafts. Of the clay “memory boards” Finn said, “They’re like iPads,” and they each crafted staffs with pictures of Mom-O at the top. They had a ball exploring the large outdoor art pieces, then were fascinated by the Metropolis II kinetic sculpture (see video below).
- Later we wound our way up to the famous Griffith Park Observatory (you might remember it from Rebel Without A Cause), exploring the grounds & watching their giant Tesla coil in action.
Here’s a little gallery from the adventure.
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A Tale of Two Finnys
We can’t say we weren’t warned…
Although Finny is really enjoying his newfound status as a kindergartener, and loving his after school daycare, the transition into the new reality has definitely been a bumpy ride. His days are long, and full of new activities, new kids, a new teacher, and of course, tons and tons of stimuli. As is his nature, he’s a very positive, happy kid. He does really well during the week and is super-enthusiastic about going to school. He’s also very chatty about what he does at school, and is proud of sharing his worksheets and art projects from class.
That said…man, at the end of the day, and especially on the weekends, he goes completely Jekyll and Hyde, and the nuclear meltdowns over minor incidents are intense and numerous. The past two Saturdays have been ROUGH. It seems to take him about a day to completely unwind from the week at school, and during those 24 hours, there is a LOT of complaining, freaking out, and grumpiness. He’s got a hair-trigger, and when Henry runs afoul of him (for instance, by playing with one of Finny’s previously-ignored toys) or when he gets frustrated, he just turns into a crying, screaming wreck. And it takes him a looooong time to work it out of his system.
We’re all doing our best, and John and I both let Finny know that it’s ok to get frustrated or feel tired/sad/angry, but it’s not OK to just let it rip on everyone in your path. And we know that Finny doesn’t enjoy these episodes, either…and that he’ll work his way through them eventually. So goes any transition to a “new normal,” right? Right?!
- Finn’s stuffed, but he swears he’ll find room for a donut: “My tummy has a garbage truck crusher-blade in it!”
- “Dad-O, when we grow up, we’re only going to eat pasta, bacon, and Nutella!” I’m way ahead of you, boys—way ahead! #livingthedream
- I guess we can forget about the boys getting that big Crest endorsement deal: “This tastes like being electrocuted!!”
- Henry eyes a giant tank of horchata (super sugary rice milk), then presents me with a batting helmet: “Fill this up with it!” Best/worst idea ever.
- “Krispies are for closers!!” — me, trying to bribe the boys into finishing their sandwiches
- Finn befouls our sheets with crumbs, sucks them up: “I’m a street sweeper!” First time I’ve kicked someone out of bed for eating crackers.
- We call our food-distended tummies “food babies.” Henry pats his: “I’ve got a whole food preschool in mine!”
- “You’ve gotta lay off that Coke, Dad-O,” Finn informs me. “You’re gonna end up allergic to water!”
- “I’m not making a mess,” explains Henry, sprinkling Oat Squares on the carpet. “I’m making dinner for the ghost in the basement.”
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Little Kahunas
Heh heh—check out this totally fun Photoshop work from my friend Michael Jahn:
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The Good, The Bad, and the Tiny
“Dad-O, why am I so tall?” asked shadow-gazing Henry in the driveway. “I look like a 10-year-old!!”
Last Thursday was Finny’s official first day of Kindergarten. He was definitely prepared: new backpack and lunchbag (with water bottle!), new school clothes (Willow Glen Elementary is a uniform school, which makes getting dressed in the morning a breeze!), and a very positive attitude. We had visited the school the day before for a 90-minute orientation with the teachers and helpers, so he already knew where to find the classroom, his teacher, and the daycare room.
Henry and I dropped him off with a big hug and smooch and wished him a great day. I then proceeded with the low-grade, all-day fretting that must be typical of all parents of a freshly minted Kindergartner: “I hope he’s ok, he doesn’t know anyone, I hope he remembers to go to the bathroom and eat his lunch, I hope he’s being polite, etc. etc…”
Well, turns out I had nothing to worry about. When I picked him up from after school care and asked him how his day went, he looked me straight in the eye, pumped his fist, and said “AWESOME!!! I LOVE KINDERGARTEN!” Phew! That couldn’t have gone any better! I remember loving my first day of Kindergarten, too. I guess it runs in the family :).
[We’re lucky that way, as it apparently doesn’t run in every family: Finn’s been telling us about a kid named “Ruffy” (go figure) who keeps getting yellow warning cards to the point he’s been dubbed “Señor Amarillo.” He was sent to the principal’s office on the first day, and according to Finn, “they decapitated him!!” He likes to elaborate that “just the head hopped back into the room,” and that later Ruffy got reassembled. Rough indeed! :-p –J.]
- Mischievous Henry starts edging out of the crosswalk: “Dad-O, I’m ‘Break-in’-the-laaaaw, break-in’-the-laaaaw!!'” (Judas Priest, Age 4. :-))
- The Barenaked Ladies come on the radio. “This is a dork singing!” declares Henry.
- “I don’t think these guys are Talking Heads, Dad-O,” says Finn. “I think they’re just Talking Scalps.”
- Finn: “Why are they called ‘U2’?”
Me: “Well, I dunno. The U2 was a cool airplane…”
Finn: “Was Bono homeless & did he sleep in the airplane?” - Listening to “Baby Did A Bad Bad Thing” with the boys. “Why did the baby do that, Dad-O? Why is he so naughty?”
- Finn’s singing Styx’s “Renegade”: “The meter maid, who had it made…” #misheardlyrics
- The lads are listening to The Clash:
Finn: “Henry, the casbah is a desert castle, and the jet fighters rock it with bullets.”
Henry: “Yeah, from their lungs!” - Finn’s relating to “I Shot The Sheriff”: “It’s like when Jacobo attacks me at school & I kick him in the face. That’s self-defense for me!”
- On an airplane: “Dad-O, I thought I saw Johnny Cash out on the wing,” reports Finn, “but it was just the winglet.”
- Listening to the boys’ a cappella duet of “Crazy Train” as they play Lego trains, I feel kinda great about my parenting. 🙂
- Finn’s morning musical request: “How about the banana song by Barry Elefante?”
- Blasting “Sledgehammer” while your 3yo jumps around, “dancing” & randomly hammering things, is a terrific morning kickoff.
- The boys keep donning underwear outside their regular clothes. I explain that’s only for crazy old ladies, like Madonna.
- The boys have renamed themselves “Lynyrd Skynyrd” & “Billy Idol.” In related news, I really need to expose them to better music!
The last leg of our summer vacation in Southern California was a trip to the San Diego Zoo. We arrived bright and early in the morning, with strollers, camera, and snacks in tow. We had already discussed the various animal exhibits at the zoo with the boys, and unsurprisingly, our man Henry decided we should see the panda bears first. So, off we went to Panda Canyon. Henry could barely contain himself! We got to see two panda brothers eating their bamboo breakfast, and we heard the zookeeper mention that there was a third, one-year-old panda lounging at the top of a pine tree. That little guy was only visible from the sky gondolas, so after we spent some close-up time with the big guys, we hit the sky ride to view the little one from above.
We spent the rest of the day wandering around the beautiful zoo, checking out almost all of the other exhibits (minus the reptile house, which none of us were too excited about). We definitely got our fill of elephants, big cats, birds, hippos, giraffes, koala bears, and native Californian species (including the human spectators!). Here’s a gallery from our day.
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A Teriyaki Salami Carnival
Little G-Man’s been taking his vocab to new levels lately, but not without hitting some rather amusing potholes. Recent developments:
- The boys have learned about omnivores, herbivores, and carnivores at Pasitos lately. Now when Henry sees a temporary gathering of rides & attractions, he says, “Look, Dad-O, a carnivore! [carnival]”
- They’ve heard that our friend Juliana is a talented singer. “Dad-O, I think she’d be good at singing teriyaki [karaoke].”
- Near the beach the guys note warning signs that explain how to flee a giant wave. “See, this is the way we’d go to evacuate from a salami! [tsunami]”