Archive for February, 2012

Freaky? Me?

Posted by julie on Wednesday, 29 February 2012, 2:17

Valentine Love

Posted by julie on Friday, 17 February 2012, 21:42

A couple of our Valentine’s Day creations:

Heart-shaped pancakes on Gramma Jo's plates.

Elena's and Sylvan's valentines for friends

In retrospect, I would have let Elena do her art thing and then cut it up into little squares or hearts for her classmates. She has art project staying power, unlike my last 3-year-old. The “love bugs” are cute, and she loved them, but they were parental-involvement heavy (I downloaded the printable jars here.).

Sylvan’s valentines were GREAT, though. Sylvan and I were inspired by this post, so we developed some Mad Libs for his friends. They were entitled Super Pig’s Rules for School, for some reason, so he also signed his valentines ‘Super Pig.’ Each was wrapped in origami paper, as we’d seen in that blog post, so I decided that I’d print up some little twirling airplane origami instructions on the back of the Mad Libs. Sylvan was involved, but he didn’t feel overwhelmed by his jobs of developing Mad Libs and writing tags. He still doesn’t enjoy long-lived craft projects, and I never want to lose him and feel like I have to do his valentines without him. Success! We’ll do it again next year.

You know how sometimes you do something and then completely forget you did it…?

Posted by jonesey on Wednesday, 15 February 2012, 22:06

So I was googling myself for a legitimate, non-narcissistic reason*, and I came upon this.

I always wanted to be a published author....

* Trying to find references on the web to my previous job title.

Some of My Favorite Things—14 February 2012

Posted by julie on Tuesday, 14 February 2012, 21:47

A photographic list:

Two of my favorite vehicles, one ridden my three of my favorite people. Xtracycles rock! And they're even better when you get them from a nice guy on craigslist.

The photo is a few months old, but the sentiment is quite current. Elena is an expert hugger, and I love it!

Bracelet made by Claudine, beader extraordinaire. A lovely necklace completes the set, but the bracelet secured my decision. I loved the memory wire, smoky beads, and thumbprint stone.

My husband is silly.

Time-saver or time-sucker?

This is my favorite Harry Potter book. We're reading it with Sylvan right now. I don't want to miss any on Chris's nights to put Sylvan to bed!

What a great organization and a great group of people.

And one of the reasons I love the Patrol so much: I get to see this, my favorite mountain, Diamond Peak, every time I patrol (unless it's overcast, which it hasn't been this winter—which means there's less than 3 feet of snow on the ground, but that might change this weekend!).


“You may ask yourself, ‘Well, how did I get here?’”*

Posted by julie on Sunday, 12 February 2012, 22:36

Are there ever times in your life when you wonder, “Now how did that get here?”

*With thanks to the Talking Heads for the use of the lyric from “Once in a Lifetime.”

Mixed messages

Posted by jonesey on Tuesday, 7 February 2012, 6:27

I was about to pull into my driveway when I saw this car in front of me. I followed it around the block to get this photo because I care about you, dear reader.

Science Friday: What color is your car?

Posted by julie on Saturday, 4 February 2012, 0:37

Eugene (and global climate change) gave us a sunny, dry Friday afternoon for a little scientific study. Recently, the kids and I were chatting about what color car is the most common. I suggested we come up with a little counting study. This afternoon, the kids made charts (Sylvan’s had some columns with colors written at the top: green, black, blue, red, brown, silvr, wite, and u for another) and hopped on their bikes to find out if silver really is the most common color car (actually, we hadn’t even ventured a guess or talked about hypotheses before we set out).

Once on the sidewalk, Miss E wanted to head west and Mr. S was hoping to venture south. Could we do both? Sylvan magnanimously suggested we go to Elena’s preferred corner first. We’d brought chairs, and, once we were comfortable and ready, I used my iPod timer to set 15 minutes. Then, the craziness began. That first corner was 22nd and Hilyard, which has a traffic light just two blocks south. When the light turned green, I’d say, “Okay, head down, Sylvan. Ready?” Then I’d call out, “blue, silver, silver, white, black, white, silver, red, blue, black, black, black,” and hope that he got it. “Can you just remember them, Mom?” Um, no.

Elena, independently, figured out her own system, and, while she didn’t really get a complete sample, she did pay attention and fill in her chart.

Then we biked to the second corner counted for another 15 minutes. While we didn’t have the same rushes of cars, the steady stream at 24th and Harris was challenging to keep up with. And we had to keep saying hi to all the folks we knew (1 in a car, 3 on bikes).

The final tally:

  • 6+12 green=18 green
  • 33+36 black=69 black
  • 21+11 blue=32 blue
  • 24+15 red=39 red
  • 2+3 brown=5 brown
  • 41+31 silver=72 silver
  • 38+32 white=70 white (includes city buses, of which there were 3 or 4)
  • 2+10 other=12 other
  • 167 cars at Hilyard/22nd; 150 at 24th/Harris

Silver it is. Blue may have been under-represented and counted as black in the second count (21 vs. 11) because we were squinting into the sun the second time around. We didn’t count any parked cars, by the way.

Sylvan started to make a histogram after dinner. I’m not sure he’ll have the staying power to finish it, but here it is in its nascence.

Beginning of a car color histogram, broken out by study location

If we were to do this study again, I’d suggest putting the chart together with some rhyme or reason to it to make recording simpler. I’d also add a “gray” column. Lots of gray cars were counted as black. And I’d add a bicycle column, just because I’m interested.

Happy scientific creativity

Dance Photography, Successfully

Posted by julie on Wednesday, 1 February 2012, 23:33

Every once in a while, a photographer catches a moment that even the subject can’t deny is close to perfect.