Archive for June, 2008

Too much, too little

Tuesday, June 24th, 2008

Best new line to try in a crowded singles bar: “I love you. Can my spit be friends with your spit?” (From Zag, trying to delay naptime with strategic cuddliness.)

The move went well. We had good help at both ends. (more…)


Thursday, June 19th, 2008


Our life is in boxes. Tomorrow we get up bright and early and go get the Big Truck. Then we spend the day trying to put everything in it. (more…)

Parenting moments that choke me up –

Friday, June 13th, 2008

- a partial list.

Seeing a small parade of protesters (for reform of the CORI system) and having him ask, “What are those people doing?”, and trying to explain the right of free assembly, and why it matters that we have it.

Singing him “Summertime” as he falls asleep.

Watching the very inclusive montage of families on “Elmo’s World” with him – so glad there are glimmers of a worldview that inclusive to share with him.

The intent expression on his face as he hears “Yellow Submarine” for the first time. (I know, it’s criminal negligence that this hasn’t happened already. He’s been so busy with TMBG and the Aquabats.)

To infinity… and beyond!

Wednesday, June 11th, 2008

Tilt, remember that ride-on rocket car that Alex had, back when Zag was spending Tuesdays with Alex? Well, they had one at the Davis Square Goodwill today. It’s in our living room right now. If you weren’t out of town, this object would not have come home with us. But I was unwilling to face singlehandedly the scale of the tantrum that would have ensued if I had tried not to buy it. It can get lost in the move, if necessary. I will say for it that at least the perky voices that say “All systems go!”, etc., are not all that loud…  (more…)


Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

Seems like a while since I’ve done a thrifting report. (I haven’t, for example, mentioned finding two NWT suits that fit me, for $40 and $28 respectively, plus a black linen Flax jacket – really sort of a frock coat – that I adore, at a consignment shop near where I was staying last week.) I’m actually a little tired of shopping at the moment, believe it or not, but Zag and I went to the Davis Square Goodwill this afternoon because Tilt says the kid needs more T-shirts. (more…)

It’s obviously time to remove this child from an academic environment

Tuesday, June 10th, 2008

I’ve tried to do my academic business while Zag is napping or with other people, during my years at Hogwarts, but now and then I’ve had to haul him along while visiting a professor to consult about a paper or some such. Apparently this has left an impression upon him which I had not heretofore realized. Yesterday he was playing in my office while I puttered at my desk, and he tried on a pair of slip-on garden shoes of mine and said, “I’m a professor! You can come visit me.”

Intrigued, I asked him how you can tell that someone is a professor. He said, “They have blinky eyes. Kids don’t have blinky eyes. And professors have long feet.”


Two conversations

Sunday, June 8th, 2008

Zag’s veggie bacon, at lunch, to his bread (voiced by Zag): Hey, come on! Let’s go down in Zag’s tummy!

Bread (also voiced by Zag): OK!

(Both dance across the table to Zag. He eats up the bacon.)

Bread: Hey, wait for me!

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Zag (singing and jumping on the bed): It’s good for the anteaters… it’s good for the anteaters… it’s good for the anteaters….

Tilt: What’s good for the anteaters?

Zag: I not telling you about them. I just singing about them.


Saturday, June 7th, 2008

I have, I believe, mentioned that Zag is in a pretending-heavy stage. Before I went away for the past week, we had settled into a pattern in which  Tilt was Moominpappa, I was Moominmamma, and Zag was their son, Moomintroll – all from Tove Jansson’s wonderful books. Prize was the Muskrat, a philosophically pessimistic character who broods a lot.

When I came home, I discovered that our roles had shaken up a little while I was gone. Tilt was still Moominpappa and Prize was still Muskrat, but Zag had become Moominmamma, and I had turned into one of the non-Moomin characters – first Sniff, and then Snufkin, a character notable for his wanderings.

Tilt’s away for several days next week. Maybe I’ll get to be Moominmamma again, then. I wonder who Tilt will turn into?

Rambling update

Tuesday, June 3rd, 2008

I’m away from home at a preaching conference… for a full six days, including travel time. This is by far the longest I’ve ever been away from Zag. (more…)