Halation

I have been using Metafilter and PopURLs lately to surf the web for weird and wonderful things. Meta gave me this today and I find it fascinating. Never heard of Halation before, but now I'm an expert. I love color so this is like candy.

Star Student

Connor is number 23 in his class out of 24 kids when you take them in alphabetical order. So, this late in the school year it is finally his week to be the class' "Star Student". He brought home the materials on Friday and literally could not rip his backpack off fast enough to get started on his poster. It includes fun facts about him and some vital statistics. He loved coloring it and finishing it up on Sunday night.

On Tuesday he got to share a favorite book and he chose "The Little Old Lady Who Was Not Afraid Of Anything"

Yesterday, we got to send in a letter or poem about him to be read to the class and I chose the poem I wrote for him on his 6th birthday. He said that his teacher loved it and thought it was very special, but that Adam laughed at it. I asked him why Adam laughed and he said "Oh, Mom. That's just Adam. He's mean about everything and everyone hates him for it." YIKES.

Today he brings in his "Sharing Sack" of items that are special to him and not surprisingly he's chosing things from his "travel" shelf in his room. He's taking:

1. His Headless Horseman from Sleepy Hollow, NY where we went for Halloween two years ago

2. His chunk of Chicago sidewalk

3. His Boston Red Sox #1 Foam Finger from Fenway

4. His real alligator head from Florida

5. His carved turtle from Hawaii

Tomorrow, the class makes a book about him. Can't wait to see that.

Nesting

Before we had Connor, we had what we called the "Pre Peanut Project List". That thing lived forever and evolved week after week. Now, TaterTot 2 is almost here and we've got the same thing going on. A list is constantly revised and sits on the kitchen island and we heartily cross of items as they are completed. I used to go back and look at the list we had going for Connor and laugh about it. But our PC crashed and its gone. So I'm saving the new ones here. Its a glimpse into psychosis. This is last Sunday's list. And yes, #25 is a joke. In the midst of it all, we did manage to do it, though. So, we figured we might as well give ourselves credit for it.

I Think Mother's Day is Stupid

Same with Father's Day, and Valentine's Day, and Granparents Day. Manufactured holidays designed to make folks spend money to demonstrate their love of people they should show their love to every day.

But.....this was really nice to see on Friday when Connor got off the bus. Even if it was folded into a paper airplane! And only two words spelled incorrectly. Whoo hooo!

The Box Is Still Enough

Remember when they were little and we all joked at how much they loved the boxes more than the toys? It continues.

Tonight, Connor and Danny found a pile of empty boxes and played around with them for awhile, throwing balls into them, etc . Then, one of them put one on his head. And just like that, imagination struck like lightning, they asked for eye-holes to be cut and we had an instant ROBO BATTLE in the driveway. For an hour. At one point I heard Danny say...THIS IS SO COOL. As they bashed the dickens out of each other's heads--laughing all the while.




After awhile, it looked like so much fun, that Bob just had to join in. Boys will be boys.

And finally, the Mr. Universe pose for the Robo Warriors.

And don't you love Connor's stylin pants leg? That's duct tape holding the right leg up because he was riding his bike earlier and we've lost the chain guard. Very hip.

Star Complex

D: Connor! Take those toys off your plate.

C: But mom, aren't we going to have a dance show out here on the deck tonite?

D: Yes. After dinner you can give Daddy and me a show.

C: WELL.......right now, these guys are my audience and they have a back-stage pass to watch me eat.


I promise you that I did not make this up.

My Kind of Seed