kadenza: (nophoto)
So apparently there's a game called Minecraft, and this is some kind of a thing from  that game. Originally Nat wanted to be a Creeper, but I'm glad she went with the Enderman. For starters, the Creeper has four legs. Though wearing a box on your head creates all kinds of difficulties, I hit on the idea of putting the box on the top of her head by sawing up an old bicycle helmet and hot-gluing it inside. Despite the full body suit, she could actually see quite well, even at night. The fluorescent paper had plenty of shine for the daytime, and we glued in some pink glowsticks for evening wear. Since it was about 10° last night she could even get away without wearing a coat. How many costumes of my childhood were ruined by having to put a parka on top? So many.

Most people had no idea what she was supposed to be, but they loved it anyway. And she didn't get hit by a car, which was nice.

kadenza: (nophoto)
Welp, we've just about made it through March Break. It has actually gone quite smoothly. Nat is very good at entertaining herself, and with a few planned activities, we've avoided crowds and had fun. I've got next to no weaving done, but what can you do. I've got a wrap on the go and have been meaning to start another set of towels– the last ones proved very popular.

We've done origami, painting, cooking, and assorted outings. One surprising hit was a trip to Target, which is having a going out of business sale and all toys are 50% off. We were hoping to find some Lego, but not surprisingly, it was long gone and the shelves were bare. We ended up picking up a couple of Minecraft "papercraft" kits. It's basically a bunch of paper blocks you have to punch out and fold. She is totally in love with this set and spends a lot of her time down in the basement, folding and building. She tells me how much she loves "creepers" and makes little beds and houses for them. I know next to nothing about Minecraft, but according to Nat, "Creepers are not evil. They can't help blowing things up. It's just the way they are."
kadenza: (nophoto)
Here's what's going on. I think I'll do bullet points.

• I'm having about 15 people over for xmas dinner. I forget exactly why I agreed to it, but it's happening. Fortunately, someone else has offered to bring the turkey, so I don't have to touch gizzards or whatever. The offer was gratefully accepted.

•Two customers on my waiting list have recently bailed, and the wrap I finished in November was put up for sale within two weeks (my ever-vigilant former customers always keep me up to date on these happenings, for which I am grateful). I know she can do whatever she wants with it (including cutting it up and making cleaning rags) but I can't help feeling a bit hurt. I should probably develop a thicker skin in these matters. In other news, I've decided the anonymity thing is getting old, so I now fully label all my products, as well as publishing my facebook business page (www.facebook.com/inchbyinchweaving). There's not a lot of info there, but people can contact me if they wish.

• My xmas cards are in the mail, and I'm very pleased with them this year.

• Nat is desperate to have another Furby. Much as I hate the first one, I can't really deny her request, since it's the only thing she has asked for. It arrived yesterday. It has a very distinctive trapazoidal box, so I think I'll either put it inside a bigger box, or put a note inside a really tiny box that says, "look behind the couch" or something.

• I made some really kick-ass saag paneer last night. Tonight I think I'll make another pot of soondubu jjigae (Korean tofu stew) which was a huge hit a couple of weeks ago. So hot and comforting in cold weather.

• Last week I dragged home a large dead tree branch from a nearby street. Marshall chopped it up for the fireplace, and parts of it turned out to be hollow. It also turned out to have some wasps inside, who started crawling out once they were sufficiently warmed up. That added some excitement to our evening.

• In other tree-related news, the city finally planted a new tree on our lawn--only two years after we requested one. It's a white oak, which Nat has named Lilac. I asked her if she would name a dog "cat", and she was quick to remind me that her teacher has a cat named Puppy. Touché, kid. Touché.
kadenza: (zeke)
This year Nat wants to be Zeke (as seen in icon)-- very do-able with clothing items she already owns, though I did buy her a pair of fuzzy black ears at our local costume-atorium. I sewed on a tail to the back of a black hoodie, and basted on a white felt bib to the front. This is my third hoodie conversion, and the first that I have made a conscious effort to make all embellishments completely reversible. No glue gun, only sewing that can be easily ripped out. Nat is so wired about Halloween, it's difficult to get her to talk about anything else. And when we got to school today, all the kids were screeching to each other that iIT'S TOMORROW! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?? I don't recall getting this worked up about it when I was a kid, but I probably did. But it's SO MUCH WORK for adults I have really started to loathe it. Carving the stupid pumpkin, buying a bunch of candy, and enduring the doorbell ringing for hours. Life in the condo was so much simpler-- we ignored the very existence of Halloween for 10 years straight.

One thing that is making me happy is that it is squirrel time. After ignoring me all summer because of their busy rodent lives, the squirrels are my friends again. They are so fuzzy and round at this time of year I desperately want to pet them, especially the one we call Fat Gary (we call all grey squirrels Gary, and all black ones Bob. It makes things so much easier). He's pretty much a furry volleyball with legs and a tail. I also have a promising relationship with one we call Half Bob because he's kind of brown on the back end due to some kind of shedding pattern. Anyway, I just love squirrels and I can't help myself. Literally every jacket I own is stuffed with peanuts in case I meet one while I'm out walking.
kadenza: (intermission)
When we watch the Leafs game on Saturday nights, Nat has started making little motivational posters. The latest contains the following bullet points:


  • Professional

  • Trying

  • Courage

  • Possibility

  • Strategy

  • Spirit

  • Sharing

  • Not thinking but doing

  • Working together

  • Bravery

  • Stats (??)

When she was satisfied they had achieved each one, she checked it off the list. It was... well, let's face it, it's weird.

Phew

Dec. 5th, 2012 12:34 pm
kadenza: (facepalm)
Nat and I just had a rare discussion about religion, and frankly I hope it's an isolated incident. It gives me hives.

Out of the blue she asked:
Nat: So Mummy, what is Christmas all about?
Me: (oooh boy)... Well, have you ever heard of someone called Jesus?
Nat: No.
Me: Have you heard of something called religion?
Nat: No.
Me: Well, religion is when people have a set of beliefs, and these beliefs often involve some type of God or spirit or higher power. And there's a religion called Christianity where people celebrate the birth of someone called Jesus Christ, and it takes place in December.
Nat: WRONG ANSWER! It's about a bird. I learned it on Blue's Clues.
kadenza: (facepalm)
H: We sure did a lot yesterday, didn't we?

N: What did we do?

H: Well, let's see... you had your swimming lesson, we went out for pizza, we watched that guy jump from the balloon, we played Wii, we went to a store and got you a new bunk bed, we went to Ikea and you played in the balls, we went to Kensington Market and had tacos, then we came home and made cookies, and then you had a bath and went to bed.

N: But... we didn't do crafts. We didn't find jewels. We didn't plant a tree. We didn't do everything.

Lying fail

Jun. 29th, 2012 01:05 pm
kadenza: (facepalm)
Nat: Mummy, I finished my lunch. I put the whole thing in my mouth and it's now gone. I didn't put it in the green bin.
Me: Hmm... I think I might just check the green bin.
Nat: No Mummy! I said, I DID NOT put it in there!
Lunch: Oh hai, I'm in the green bin.
kadenza: (lowercase n)
Nat has started writing little stories, and they're quite cute.
I've transcribed the latest as best I can.
She will be five next week... time is flying.

  One's in a casl livt a prinses. She was pigk and selvr.
  She one day met anathr one hoo wuse vere prite.
  She and har frend plad in the medos with the kitnss.

(the end)
kadenza: (facepalm)
Nat's kindergarten class is on a 5-day schedule, with things like Music, Gym Day, Swim Day, etc. Yesterday was Book Buddies. At the beginning of the school year, kids from a grade four class were matched with the kindergarteners, and they're supposed to read together. Nat loves her book buddy Celeste, and is always talking about her. But yesterday on the walk home, she said to me, "You know what's funny, Mummy? Celeste is a big girl, and yet* she isn't very good at reading. Sometimes I have to help her sound out words." Great. Good to know at least one of them is learning something. 

* she always says "and yet"... it kills me

ghost

Oct. 26th, 2011 05:50 pm
kadenza: (crafts)
This year Nat decided she wanted to be a ghost... thank God. Up until about a month ago she wanted to be a dinosaur, so this is a huge improvement. All I need is a sheet with a hole in it.

I'm far from the world's greatest seamsperson, and don't do it very often, but generally I find sewing very fun and rewarding. I've never actually made anything from a pattern; I just wing it. I really enjoy the process of visualizing the finished product, and then figuring out the pieces that would go together to make that thing. But anyway, we're still talking about a sheet with a hole in it.

So I thought the first thing she needed was a hood-type thing, so I made two head-shaped pieces and a wide strip to connect them down the middle. She tried it on and it fit perfectly. Then we tackled the sheet with the hole, finished the neckline and made two tucked pleats along the front of the neckhole to make it more gather-y, and attached the hood thing to the back. I saved all the scraps to make ghosty fringes. Once she got it on, I realized I have basically reverse-engineered a rain poncho that I could have got at the dollar store-- but no matter. She is pretty thrilled with it so far.

Oh heck

Feb. 10th, 2011 10:04 am
kadenza: (Default)
Now I missed the kindergarten info thing, for real. It was a top priority until they pushed it back a week, then it completely dropped out of my mind. But in any case, I'm not panicking yet because it's our home school and she is guaranteed a spot. I'll drop by today, bring every piece of ID I have and see what needs to be done.

It's been excruciatingly cold the last few days, so I have devoted the week indoors to cleaning out the spare bedroom, which had become a repository for all the surplus furniture (mostly Ikea) displaced when we redid the 3rd floor. You could barely get in the door, and now you can get to the closet and the futon which is a significant improvement. I also cleaned up the closet in there, and put all the baby clothes in bags to take to Goodwill. At the bottom of the closet I found my woolen scarf which has been missing for several years. And of course... it was so moth-eaten there were more holes than scarf. Horrifying. Just when I think I've got the moths licked, I find a new stronghold. As someone who owns a fair amount of yarn (and hates synthetics) I live in constant fear that my stash will be compromised.
kadenza: (?)
last night

Nat: Mummy, why do you keep playing this game if you only ever lose?
Me: Well, I'm trying to get better.
Nat: But you only seem to be getting worser and worser.

Not much gets by this kid. Speaking of which, she finally asked me where Eor is, three months after his untimely demise. I just came out and said that he died. She asked why, but that's where I decided to draw the line on the truthiness, because she really doesn't need to know the details and/or develop a fear of raccoons. I also didn't want to tell her he got old and died, because then she'd maybe start worrying about the cats or my parents or something so I said I don't know, he just died. She accepted that. She asked if I was sad, and I said yes. She asked if it was because I loved him, and I said yes. Then she went off and put her green blanket on and said she was a turtle. So that went well.
kadenza: (crafts)
I just finished Nat's halloween costume. In case you can't tell, it's supposed to be a shark.



I think it's adequate. After stressing over the logistics of an actual shark suit, I eventually just decided to modify a hooded sweatshirt. She is only 3 after all, and not terribly discerning.
kadenza: (ask dr stupid)
Nat and I had a brief conversation about genetics today.

Me: Nattie, where did you get those blue eyes?
Nat: Um... they must have been painted, I guess.
Me: Did you get them from Daddy?
Nat: No, I think you probably painted them.
Me: Ok, how about your blonde hair? Where did that come from?
Nat: Wellllll, I think I got it from some kind of craft room.
Me: And where did you come from, do you think?
Nat: [long pause] Some writing on a form.
Me: Oh, we filled out a form to get you?
Nat: Yeah, you filled out a form.

So close

Mar. 22nd, 2010 09:41 am
kadenza: (facepalm)
Marshall [pointing to pic of Obama in the paper]: Nattie, do you know who this is?
Nat: Hmm... I think it's the Numa Numa guy.
kadenza: (follicle)
Over the weekend I accepted the fact that going completely shampoo-free is just not going to happen. It still looked and felt great, but was starting to smell, well, unwashed. I picked up some super hippie herb wash type stuff at my local tree-hugatorium and used it yesterday. Afterwards it seemed a bit straw-like but is feeling better today now that I'm back to my usual baking soda and vinegar regime. I think I'll shampoo like maybe once every week or 10 days or something, possibly more frequently during the summer.

I only have three weaving classes left, and I'm trying to figure out a way to do the spring session. The problem is that it runs until May 19, and my parents (a.k.a. free daycare) will have left for NB by then. I hope I can work something out, because I don't feel proficient enough to just start weaving on my own.

Solar-- never did I imagine last September that it was going to take this long to get our system up and running. At the time I figured it might take a week or something. Dealing with three different government-run organizations, all of whom are supposed to be sharing information but aren't doing it very well, means the process has been excruciating. To add to the fun, a guy who lives on a street with the same name as ours but in Thornhill keeps calling Toronto Hydro and getting his account changed to our address, causing endless confusion. Marshall finally called him personally yesterday and asked him to kindly knock it off. In any case, a guy is coming this week to authorize our meter placement, the last step before connection to the grid. This is our final hurdle. Here's hoping we can turn on the system before the month is over. [note from the future-- ha ha! It took two more months]

Nat wrote her first word today, all by herself. She said she wrote "Hat" and called me over to look at it. I expected the usual scribble but sure enough, real letters! Check it.
Read more... )
kadenza: (follicle)
Nat and I had another appointment at Sick Kids today, this time for a sweat chloride test. Happily, it was completely painless. Her sweat glands were first stimulated by electrodes, and then she was fitted with a thing that looked like a watch to collect the resulting perspiration. After half an hour of hanging out in the atrium looking at the fountains, we returned to the lab to have it removed. The nurse unwound a tiny coil of tubing from the collection device that had somehow managed to harvest a trickle of blue-tinged sweat. Quite amazing. Anyway, from analyzing it they will be able to determine if she has CF. I am pretty sure she doesn't but it has to be ruled out. A CF person has salty skin, apparently, and when I read this, I had no choice but to lick her (not salty). She thought it was very funny and told me that only the cats lick each other.

Ooh! Another rare opportunity to use my skin icon.

Wha??

Nov. 15th, 2009 04:29 pm
kadenza: (newsflash)
We just got a call (finally!) from the specialist. Nat's blood test came back completely normal in every way. I'm still kind of in shock over it. I'm beyond thrilled on the one hand, because of course she can go back to eating normal food. In fact, she and her daddy just went out to pick up some TimBits and spanakopita to celebrate. On the other hand, I'm kind of disappointed because Celiac just seemed to fit in so many ways. We've been working hard with the diet and I was so full of hope that she was just going to miraculously start growing as we neared the 3-week mark. I know it's dumb to feel sad that your child does not have a disease, but mostly, I'm relieved. We had resigned ourselves to a lifetime of headaches with eating out, travelling, school, etc. It's going to take a few days to sink in.

The doctor did say that she wants one more test run-- for Cystic Fibrosis. But the odds of her having that seem pretty remote. She exhibits absolutely no symptoms at all, except for the slow growth thing.
kadenza: (fail)
Got Nat her shot on Wednesday, so that's taken care of. I put an EMLA patch on her a couple of hours ahead of time, and that was a great idea. Every other kid in the clinic was bawling except for her. She did report that it hurt "a little bit" but it wasn't enough to make her cry. She had a good time with the other kids in line, and the whole process (including the 15-minute wait afterwards) took 40 minutes. In fact it was so much fun we might just do it again in 21 days, since they haven't quite decided whether kids need one half-dose or two.

In other news, we're on day 8 of her gluten-free diet. It hasn't been terrible, but not great either. I've started dreading each meal, both the preparation and the hour of coaxing and cajoling required to get it into her. I'd say her top 10 foods were wheat-based (veggie dogs, spanakopita, macaroni, cupcakes, etc.) and the GF equivalents are just not as good. The bread is dry and crumbly, rice pasta is sticky and mushy and veggie meat alternatives are pretty much non-existent. She was never a great eater, but at least she would mostly feed herself; now I have to negotiate every spoonful and do most of the spooning myself, or she just won't eat. I hope we start seeing some results soon, because right now it's a real chore and I have nothing to show for it. I even had to take her Play-Doh away.

That reminds me-- we haven't actually got the results of the blood test yet. We just decided to give the diet a try, since the celiac diagnosis seems inevitable and we may as well get a head start. It takes about 3 weeks for the damaged intestine to start healing, so hopefully soon she'll start coming around. In children, the recovery can apparently be pretty dramatic. I'm more than ready for that to happen.

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