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April 30, 2008

The Making of "Puppies to the Rescue 1"

Pearl came to me Sunday morning saying she wanted to make a DVD. She needed help.  Okay, I said. How can I help? I want to trace a circle onto this paper.  Would you cut it out for me with scissors?

So I cut out a circle of white paper, and Pearl drew puppies and sunsets with colored pencils. 

Now I need some glass, she announced after the picture was complete. Oh, and the DVD will be called  Puppies to the Rescue 1.Copy_of_pearl_drawing_001

Glass?  Yes, Pearl said, a circle of glass so I can make the DVD.

I guess that because DVDs are shiny, she assumed they were made of glass. Also she seemed to assume that if she attached this picture and title onto a DVD, she could insert them into the DVD player and see the entire story unfold on the television.

Let's see, I said. We can make a DVD, but there might be a few steps more to it than it might seem. 

So I took dictation for her in her 100 page book,explaining that to make the DVD we would need a story first.  Pearl told me two stories, "Puppies to the Rescue 1" and "The Elephants Will Be Kings."  She rattled them off so fast that I only jotted down a third of the words.  I read them back to her, but she was--in her mind--on to the next step.

Marcia is the family filmmaker, and she helped Pearl videotape and edit the story that afternoon. The story that Pearl narrates in the video is different from the one she told me.  In neither version of "Puppies to the Rescue" do the puppies rescue anyone.  Perhaps we must wait for Puppies 2? 

As I mentioned in the previous post, she was disappointed in the results.  But she has responded well to all the encouragement from the family.  Carrie has watched the clip dozens of times. If a sequel does surface, you will be the first to know.

April 29, 2008

"They chewed on horrible shoes!"

Here we have "Puppies to the Rescue 1," Pearl's first fiction video.  It runs 42 seconds long.  She says she is a  little disappointed with the results.  She'd hoped it would be as good as Lion King or at least Sesame Street!

April 27, 2008

Toddler Existentialism

Pearl_thinking_408_002Have you noticed? Four year olds can really surprise you.

Last night we were walking through the parking lot to our car after a fun dinner with friends at the neighborhood taqueria.  Pearl turned around and said, "Baba, G-d is dead, right?"

In the classic tag-team parenting style, I copped out and said I wasn't sure. Ask Mommy.

April 26, 2008

Carrie Makes the Cut

Img_9736 Carrie has been admitted to the Montessori preschool that Pearl attends.  The acceptance letter was waiting for us when we got home from our trip.  We read it aloud to the girls, but in all the excitement of being back home, we weren't even sure if they understood.  I must confess to you that even though there is no admission criteria beyond first-come first-served, no test or interview, nothing, I still felt extremely proud of Carrie.  I can remember feeling the same way when Pearl's letter arrived two years ago. We have explained to Carrie, however, that there is one catch: she must be out of diapers before she can join Pearl at this school. 

Usually I take Pearl to school in the morning, but the following day Marcia and Carrie took her instead. Inside the classroom, Carrie "helped" Pearl hang her backpack on the appropriate hook.  Then Pearl walked Carrie to each of the teachers and told them the big news.  Then Carrie watched some of the other kids at work, asking them the most intellectual question she knows: Wha Cha Do-in?  As Pearl showed Marcia her work, Carrie sat down at the art table and colored a picture with a black crayon.  Then she stood up and announced to Marcia in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear:

I HAVE TO GO TO THE POTTY!

Yes, she's still wearing those diapers, my friends, but the motivation is very there.  We'll keep you posted.

April 24, 2008

Arkansas Photo Album

6a00d83451c28c69e200e5520e0a2f8834A whole bunch of photos are posted in a new album.  We have lots of cousin pictures. 

Guess who wants a puppy?

April 22, 2008

Seder Tales

Arkansas_passover_408_114As I mentioned last week, we went to Arkansas to celebrate Passover with my family.  By some miracle comparable to the parting of the Red Sea, the parent generation overruled the grandparents, and we all went to the community Seder at the synagogue. 

Between us and my brother, we have 6 energetic, excited toddlers, ranging in age from 2.5 to 4.  Even though we had 8 adults, it was not what most would call a "manageable" situation. 

Gram bought Pearl a new dress for the occasion.  Although she complained about it at first, later that night at bedtime she said that wearing the dress was her favorite part of the day.

She did not care for the religious ceremony too much, concluding "that guy must be too wise for me."  The "guy" she refers to is the rabbi.

Carrie, the youngest of the children, tried to find ways that she could participate. In this photo, she is trying to enact the plague of the wild beasts with some of the older children.  Luckily for us, she did not invest in this role to her full potential, because it is a part for which she has had considerable practice at home and even a certain amount of expertise.

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My favorite moment of the Seder (and no, we certainly didn't make it to the end) was another of Carrie's antics.  In the middle of one of the rabbi's extended prayers in Hebrew, Carrie raised both arms straight above her head, much like the football referee does to indicate a touchdown, and she yelled at the top of her lungs: CHOCOLATE!

Next year in Jerusalem.

April 20, 2008

What Would Moriah Do?

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April 18, 2008

Greetings from Arkansas

Family_photos_20042006_056We're here for Passover.  Here's a photo of Garvin Gardens taken by my father.

April 17, 2008

Thank You, Dear Bloggers

Bloggers, you really made the first Blog Reader Appreciation Day a wonderful virtual event.  Here's the complete list of participants.  Thanks, all of you, readers and bloggers alike!

April 15, 2008

Thank You, Dear Reader

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Thank you for reading this blog.  I appreciate your dedication and perseverance. You have endured more than I care to admit:

  • the lessons of parenting strangely extracted from the American classics--Melville, Dickinson, etc. (I didn't always hide that PhD so well, did I?)
  • my repetitive recounting of the plagues -- colic, insomnia, mastitis, television, diaper rash, second parent adoptions, sadness, loss, and more
  • hundreds of examples of toddler art (thanks, Kayte, for your comments on them)
  • my thoughts on The L Word a full year after the episodes originally aired
  • a million pictures of people and plastic dinosaurs

You have indulged me in all sorts of projects and ideas.  I do appreciate it.

Thanks for sharing your experiences and wisdom in response to all my questions.  Thanks for your emails and comments. You have been a true community, and I am happy to engage in this dialogue daily.  I've truly enjoyed writing for this blog over four years.  So thanks for making this conversation interesting.  Thanks for being there.

Sincerely,
Your Humble Blogger
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(poor quality picture in place of poor quality video- learning curve a little steep for me - vlog rain check issued)

The Appreciators

It's April 16th. Here are the bloggers expressing thanks on Reader Appreciation Day 2008.  If you posted something appreciative on your blog, but you're not onIcon_small_rad_2008_brittbox_2 the list yet, let me know.

A number of these bloggers are giving away prizes and free stuff today.  And of course, there are wonderful posts all over the place.  If you have posted an appreciation piece on your blog, please add your link in the comment field, and I will continue to update this list until everyone is included.  Thanks!

Reader Appreciation Day: April 16

I'm excited about all the enthusiasm about Blog Reader Appreciation Day.  I'm compiling a list of differentIcon_small_rad_2008_brittbox kinds of posts and activities that bloggers have planned.  I'll update this list, as your suggestions continue.

  1. The Madonna Option: Write a post thanking your readers for putting up with your foibles, mistakes, and eccentricities (a list) and being loyal to you (your blog) no matter what.
  2. Write a tribute to your 5 most avid commenters
  3. Share some of your favorite comments ever posted to your blog.
  4. Giveaways and free prizes to loyal/lucky readers are always fun.
  5. Thank your readers in any way you want.

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April 14, 2008

Poem for Mommy

Over on the WITS blog, the poem of the day is a love poem from a child to her mom.

Appreciate your Readers

My thoughts on Blog Reader Appreciation Day are sharpening ever so slightly.  Since it's coming up soon--this Wednesday, April 16th, and only two days away, I will just share my thoughts and hope that you will kindly fill in the blanks.  I am thinking about

Madonna

Madonna. You guessed it!

Do you remember a thank-you spot that Madonna did on MTV in the 90s? She listed some of her foibles and mistakes and shortcomings, saying, "You loved me when I wore ___.  You loved me when I was fat. You even loved me...."

I tried to find this clip on YouTube but the sketchiness of my memory was prohibitive.  If you can find it, please leave me the link.

So the idea for this post on Wednesday is to thank the readers for sticking with you even when you....

It would be fun to vlog it, but I may not be up for that myself! 

Let me know how this sounds to you.

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Update: Thanks, Elsa, for finding this!  The part that I (mis)remembered is near the end of the clip.

April 13, 2008

Pump It Up

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April 11, 2008

Carrie Paints

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April 10, 2008

A Poem with Pearl's Name in It

               

P    O    E    M             

Avenue A

We hardly ever see the moon any more
                                                          so no wonder
   it's so beautiful when we look up suddenly
and there it is gliding broken-faced over the bridges
brilliantly coursing, soft, and a cool wind fans
       your hair over your forehead and your memories
              of Red Grooms' locomotive landscape
I want some bourbon/you want some oranges/I love the leather
                jacket Norman gave me
                                                and the corduroy coat David
     gave you, it is more mysterious than spring, the El Greco
heavens breaking open and then reassembling like lions
                                                 in a vast tragic veldt
     that is far from our small selves and our temporally united
passions in the cathedral of Januaries

     everything is too comprehensible
these are my delicate and caressing poems
I suppose there will be more of those others to come, as in the past
                                                  so many!
but for now the moon is revealing itself like a pearl
                                                  to my equally naked heart

by Frank O'hara

Poem by a Poet Named Carrie

               

P    O    E    M             

ON LEAVING: AN ESSAY

by Carrie Olivia Adams

Notes toward its beginning

        I. What will remain
              A. dust of the luna moth
              B. carpet bunnies
                    1. that clung to a pant leg, a cardigan sleeve
              C. brown hair
                    1. on the window sill
              D. a furniture footprint
              E. the smell of quiet

II. To move
              A. the inverted tongue
                    1. laid out between dictionary pages
              B. the question asked by one hand         of an other

      

III. Things unlikely to fit through the door
              A. yesterday's
                    1. light split by blinds
                    2. pink glow of new skin
              B. the voice
                    1. of an offer
                          a.of the something else

      

IV. To pack
              A. rose
                    1. flattened
              B. the inside of a pearl
              C. twine

V. Forgotten Things       

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The Body       

Surreal does not mean too real. It is the real that we cannot hold, cannot see. Without plucking our eyes.   

Brown paper lines the thoughts of pearl. And I wrap glass with the black and white etchings of faces and names, smudged to the tips of my fingers, streaking themselves along the cheek.   

And, I would rip my heart out for them, those faces and names. Give it in pieces. And hope that I could grow a new one by the time I needed it again. To give away.

If there can be a footnote to absence, it is the beating heart. You must trust me this time.       

I never said it, did I? I never told you. Or did you  just pretend not to know for my sake? Or for yours? I will tell you that if you think it is true, it is.    

I think the boxes must be real. Though they bend when I watch them too much. In them, I have swathed and placed you, in moments.  I am tying them, twine unravels to the door. You would place petals in my mouth as it opens.   

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Works Cited       

Silent Dictionary, Parchment That Knows the Tongue

Luna Moth, A Short Short       

Thread Sound, What Is Beneath

Known Notknown, The Look When He's Not Looking       

Index Finger, Chasing the Jaw-Line

Sundays, When the Week Is Spent       

Woman Who Re-reads Your Letters, Memoir of a Scab Picker

Boxed Parrot, Green Under Closed Lids       

Tulips That Would Be on the Table, The Inside Before Unfurling      

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Omissions Revisions    

Not flame
Not smoke
A red scarf only.   

I should have said he instead of you.

If dust,
then envelopes.       

The rope became twine became string became the aftermath of absence only.

Hands ask what eyes can't. They lead the leaving.       

Then boxes,
if keeping for myself.

      

Not giving away.
Not asking to be given.

      

I might have said there is so much I should tell you, but that would have been a line. I can’t pry the shoulds from the understood.

I will re-imagine this.       

Which means it is impossible not to take the paint chips, the carpet threads, with me.

Which means you will keep finding brown hair.

by Carrie Olivia Adams

published in DIAGRAM 2.6

April 09, 2008

Reader Appreciation Day

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Tell me what you think of this idea, bloggers.  What if we  celebrate our wonderful blog readers with a special Reader Appreciation Day?  I'm still cogitating about how it will work, but maybe you could help me figure out the details. 

But we need a date.  How about next Wednesday, April 16.  The tax filing will be behind us, and we can pour on the love.

Blog Reader Appreciation Day 2008.  Who's in?

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Update: Get or suggest how-to celebrate ideas here

April 08, 2008

Pearl at 4

Pearl_308Pearl had her four-year check-up yesterday.  She's in the 100+ percentile for height. Dr. Alex says she's healthy and will be at least 5'9" as an adult.  The four booster shots did not go over very well, of course, but afterwards she seemed to feel more grown up. Carrie offered to hold her hand, but Pearl said that she'd be okay.

April 07, 2008

Meet the Blogger: Dana Rudolph of Mombian

I decided I'd like to do a series of short interviews of some of the bloggers I admire most, and brave Dana Rudolph of Mombian stepped up, willing to be the first, as she often does.Danarudolph300x268

Dana started Mombian nearly 3 years ago. She and her partner Helen have a four-year-old son and two cats. Her interests (besides her family) include history, fencing, taekwondo, rock climbing, and the Red Sox.

RR: Tell us a bit about your background.

DR:  I have over a decade of experience in the online industry, at both the startup and corporate levels. Most recently, I was a vice president at Merrill Lynch, developing marketing and business strategies for several key online initiatives. I was also the first leader of the firm's global LGBT employee network. Prior to the business world, I was on an academic track, doing graduate work towards a career as a medieval historian. (No, I didn't dress up as someone from the Middle Ages; I dressed in jeans and spent time in stuffy old libraries.) In some ways, however, blogging combines my previous disparate endeavors: I get to write and do research like an academic, while marketing and maintaining my Web site. 

RR: When you first started MOMBIAN what was your mission and how has it changed over time? What do you hope to deliver to your audience?

DR: From the start, I knew I didn't want to write a diary-type blog. There were already many good ones like that, and I didn't think my own family life was interesting enough to keep people coming back. (My writing Mombian80x15 background, a mix of marketing and academia, may also have influenced this choice. See next question.) I also noticed that most of the existing parenting sites didn't often include lesbians, and most of the lesbian sites didn't often include parents. I therefore decided to make Mombian a site for news and information of interest to lesbian moms and other LGBT parents.

I think that mission has pretty much stayed the same. I hope to deliver posts that are both informative and entertaining, that look at LGBT news and culture with a parent's eye, and at parenting topics with an LGBT eye. I cover everything from politics to entertainment—but I'm not trying to cover all politics, like, say, PageOneQ, or all entertainment, like After Ellen. I want to extract what's of interest to parents and try to make connections that others may have missed. Of course, since I'm the publisher, I sometimes break my own rules and post about something random that catches my attention, but I try to keep it to a minimum.

RR: How does blogging compared to other types of writing you've done in the past?

DR: The closest predecessor to my blogging was a weekly update I used to compile at Merrill Lynch, summarizing news in online financial services. It went out by e-mail to over 150 executives at the firm, and was similar in style to the Weekly Political Roundup I do on Mombian.

Some of the marketing material I used to write has helped me in promoting my site, but not in creating the actual posts. Likewise, my academic work gave me a foundation for some of my longer pieces that require research, but they are not a perfect analogy. Blog posts have to be shorter and punchier, more like newspaper articles than research papers.

RR: What has been the high point of blogging for you, so far?2008familyday120x240_2

DR: The constant high point is the number of friendly and interesting people I've met—bloggers, commenters, and others who have reached out to connect in some way. I'm also proud of the growing success of Blogging for LGBT Families Day, which had over 150 participants last June. The diversity of people and experiences always amazes me. (It will be held again this year on June 2.)

RR: What's the strangest thing that's happened to you since you became a parent?

DR: Becoming a parent was pretty strange in itself. I'm one of those for whom the parenting urge came late; I wasn't against it when I was younger, but it wasn't a burning priority for me as it is for some people.

It's also been very strange being the stay-at-home mom. Both my partner Helen and I have done stints as the SAHM. She gave birth to our son (using my egg and donor sperm), and started out at home, but some changes at the company I worked for led us both to throw our resumes into the ring. She got the better offer, and so we switched roles. We'll probably stick it out this way now until our son is older; going back and forth too much probably wouldn't be good for him. It wasn't something I was expecting, though, even when we started on the road to parenthood. Not that I'm complaining; as I tell Helen, my boss is a lot cuter than hers.

April 06, 2008

It was an Ordinary Sunday Evening

Tonight during dinner at a neighborhood taqueria, I asked Carrie, "How's my girl?"  She bellowed as loud as she could:

I'M NOT BABA'S GIRL!

I'M NOT MAMA'S GIRL!

I'M NOT PEARL'S GIRL!

Are you Carrie's girl, I asked.

I'M NOT CARRIE'S GIRL!

Well, who are you then?, we all wanted to know.

With a mischievous grin, she said in a normal tone of voice:  I'm Caillou.

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Diagnosis, anyone?  True confession: I'm a little bit scared to ask.

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