Showing posts with label Blake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blake. Show all posts

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Modern Art



Have a good look at this picture.  Tell me what you see.

Now think to yourself, "Why in the world is this important, and why does Joe want me to think about this odd collection of things?"  It's a sculpture, comprised of:

7 Company Tokens
1 Singalong CD
1 Finding Nemo DVD
1 Spoon
1 Duplo Car
1 Playdough Lid
1 Soda Bottle Cap
1 Hair Elastic
1 Twistable Crayon
1 Side-panel to a Computer Tower

Okay, now let's think back to this post.

Yes, this collection of things was dug out of the innards of our computer on "annual clean the dust out of the heat sink night."  You know that night has come when your computer's fan spins into overdrive every five minutes asking for a little more cooling power.  Anyway, our computer has a HP Hard Drive Expansion Bay in the front, which is very convenient for short and long term storage purposefully placed by my beloved two year old.  I really love Blake.  He never ceases to amaze me, though.

And now, it'd be a good time to put that spoon back into service with a late-night scoop of ice-cream!

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Go fetch with Blake.

I have realized that there are definitely merits to having children who can run errands.  They slowly learn to put away their own things.  To find their lost things.  To get things that I need.

Most of the help I ask of the boys is mildly useful to nearly inconsequential, because they are still in the training phase.  But of course, every bit of responsibility is important to their developing skillset!

Here's an example of how this went down this morning:


Scene:  Dad has a drippy nose and is trying to employ two-and-a-half year old Blake's energy to bring him a tissue or toilet paper or something to blow it.

Me: Blake, could you go get me a tissue?  I need to blow my nose.
Blake: Yes, daddy.  [trudge, trudge, thump thump thump]
[Blake comes back from who-knows-where-he-went empty handed.]
Me: Blake, what happened to the tissue?  You have to go to the bathroom, tear of a piece of toilet paper, and bring it to daddy.
Blake: Otay, daddy.  [trudge, trudge, pat pat pat]
[Blake comes back from the bathroom with a little fleck of corner torn off the toilet paper, maybe the size of a bandaid.]
Blake: Tantoo daddy.
Me: Yes, Blake, thank you.  Can you get me another piece?  This time unroll the toilet paper and bring me back two squares.
Blake: Otay, daddy.  [thump, thump, pat pat pat]
[A minute later, he brings me back a piece large enough to blow my nose into.]
I love having a boy who can fetch things for me, even if it takes iterations!

Success!  he unrolled the toilet paper and brought me two squares back.


Friday, November 9, 2012

He or She makes They.

Following the theme from last Friday, I thought I'd mention another quirk in my language.  In this case, actually, I just tend to be wrong.  Two things: a) singular/plural pronouns, and b) subject-verb agreement.
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Singular/Plural Pronouns.
I don't claim to be a grammarian, and by no means do I know all the writing rules, but I had always been told to make sure a sentence is consistent.  I listen for consistency.  I've noticed that many people, in an effort not to give away gender when being anonymous, replace the pronoun he/she with the singular they.  For example, "I know a person who once was in debt so much that they cut up all of their credit cards."

I didn't know it was a real thing, but there is a syntactical basis for it, as recorded in this generations online encyclopedia (Wikipedia).  It's correctness is debatable, but is recognizably used for indeterminate gender and indeterminate number.

From Wikipedia, an example of indeterminate number:
There's not a man I meet but doth salute me / As if I were their well-acquainted friend — ShakespeareThe Comedy of Errors, Act IV, Scene 3 (1594)
and indeterminate gender:
"It can't be true what the girls at the Rectory said, that her mother was an opera-dancer—""A person can't help their birth," Rosalind replied with great liberality. — ThackerayVanity Fair (1848)
There's a slew of other examples.  My conclusions is that if it's good enough for Shakespeare, it's good enough for me.  I won't feel guilty about being indeterminate with my "they" anymore.

Subject-verb agreement.
  I have often gotten in trouble with my subject verb agreement when I write.  I remember as a kid my teacher would circle the verb, then draw an arrow back to the subject to indicate that they don't match.  This problem still lurks in my writings and conversations.  Particularly singular and plural verbs.

I write many emails each week, and often I use "is" with a plural subject.  Not quite as bad as "they is goin' out fer dinner," but pretty close.   Mostly "Here is my vacation plans," where plans is the subject (here and there are never subjects).   "Where is the salt and pepper?"  Gotcha!  "Salt and pepper" here is a combined unit.  But how about this one?  "Here is my email address and phone number."  I think I say it wrong.

Grammar Book guidelines.
Rule 6
As a general rule, use a plural verb with two or more subjects when they are connected by and.
Example:car and a bike are my means of transportation.
Here's another ambiguation/disambiguiation, depending on how you look at it:
Rule 15
Collective nouns such as team and staff may be either singular or plural depending on their use in the sentence.
Examples:The staff is in a meeting.  Staff is acting as a unit here.  The staff are in disagreement about the findings.  The staff are acting as separate individuals in this example.  The sentence would read even better as:  The staff members are in disagreement about the findings. 
Most of the time, I think it's just that I slap my verb into the sentence before I really know what I'm going to say.  So I'll just have to keep my ears open and think before I speak, then occasionally getting annoyed at myself when I find an inconsistency.

Is Blake and Ian coming?
Well, is they?
Of course they IS!  (Better watch out!)  Deerfield, NH Fair, 2012

Sunday, October 21, 2012

As of Late

Fall in New England is in full swing--it's our favorite time of year to spend together as a family. Here's what we've been up to over the last few weeks!

The Deerfield Fair









My latest quilt finish
(Thanks to Joe, as usual, for being my model)



Time to paint pumpkins!





Our first-born is ready to write Santa for two front teeth!



 A Saturday hike up Rag Rock






...and sometimes playing outside in the fall is fun...and sometimes it's not




Sunday, September 9, 2012

The first day of school and Mitchell Family Fun Day

I have no idea why these pictures are in reverse order, but I'm too lazy to fix it.....So we'll just start from the most recent, shall we?

Ian started first grade on September 6th, and I don't know if ever there was a happier boy on the first day of first grade. We are THRILLED about his teacher and so excited that so many of his friends are in his class!

I thought it was nice that his cubby was the first one after the classroom door.

You can see Ian's lime-green backpack in line with the rest of his class.
Have I mentioned he was excited?

Blake had an awkward moment with the stroller, though.

This is Ian's first experience with his very own desk and special pencil just for him.

Day 1 of 181 walking to school with Dad, Blake,  Mr. Adam, and Jacob.
On the first day, the moms and sister, Catherine, joined along.

Oh, how we love neighbor Jacob!!
(Have I mentioned we won the neighbor lottery? Cause we did.)



New this year: The Back To School Fairy!
She came and left some fun treats for the WHOLE family to celebrate!



For the past decade+, we have been gathering each summer for Mitchell Family Fun Day! This mostly consists of eating grilled food and playing outdoor games. This year, we missed Aunt Becky's family by a couple of days
New this year: Ian spear-headed a family bike race. Notice he's barefoot. We changed that quickly.


The three-legged race was great--especially after Kelsey just picked up Ian and RAN. =)

Also? There were potato sacks.

Blake liked the Ride-On-Dad's-Ankle event post-badminton.

Ian and cousin Andrea are best buds.

Ian was.....addicted....to this whistle.

Blake wanted to play badminton....but only on Dad's hip.


Joe had a BLAST splitting wood for Grammy. I think he was feeling especially manly.
I mean, really. Splitting wood in MAINE? Hello, lumberjack!!

Blake loves Mom's chickens. He was so excited that he got to let them out of their coop and run. 

Ian and Papa had to dig the potatoes for that day's potato salad.
(Notice the chicken coming over for a peek.)


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Give a boy a blueberry...


And he'll make a picnic of it!

Yes, they are berry lovers.

They face the task with much seriousness.

And roll the flavors through their mouths very patiently.

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

School's out for summer!

Well, today I sent my little boy to kindergarten....but when I picked him up, he was magically a first-grader. (Did I do a little happy dance when I saw that he was assigned to the first grade teacher I was hoping for? Maybe.)

Teacher gifts were brought in,



Sidewalks were decorated (thanks, Meghan!),



Moms were indulged at dismissal time,



Brothers and neighbors were happy to be together.


One of the major bonuses of living in a duplex is our neighbors. When we moved in, Jacob was 22 months old, and his sister, Catherine, was just a twinkle in her mom's eye. Fast-forward to today and Jacob is heading to second grade in the fall and one of our very favorite friends. 

We have loved Ian's elementary school--it's one of the last, true neighborhood schools where the principal knows each child's name by October. Make no mistake--we are thrilled for the summer to be here, but come September, we'll be excited for our next first grade adventure.