Thursday, October 23, 2008

49 degrees in the sun

I completely forgot what 49 degrees feels like, and brrrrr, when the wind is whipping off of Lake Michigan, it is chilly! What then might 12 degrees feel like? And why is it such a shock and surprise when those northern winds blow in? Like duh, of course it is going to get cold, it's Wisconsin dingbat! Sounds like something my 12 year old might say these days when he is not busy answering my questions about where his "stuff" is. He headed out a few days ago with shorts and a tee shirt and I stopped him. Where is your jacket? Its in my locker. Where is you other jacket? At Ben's. And where is you other, other jacket? I don't know. And we go on like this for a while discussing his missing keys, forgotten permission slips and soggy assignment notebook. It will take time I reassure myself. Lots and lots of time. And miss Mai Mai now crosses her arms across her chest and pouts! What is this? I don't mind the sneaky little laugh she hides behind her hand when she is up to something not so innocent, but a pout? Already? Luckily she still says things like "I like you dad because you make me laugh" and "I have young hands." And "you can go in the closet dad when we get a cat" referring to JB's allergies. And plenty of sighs and huffs and ah hems to communicate just about anything she wants to, pleasant or not so...

Lot's of autumnal pics here.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

On our way

So fall is upon us and we crunch through leaves, look up at bare branches as if surprised, feel the chill of a cold morning and begin to turn towards home and harvest. Exciting things are on their way; pumpkin carving, apple pie, trick or treating and piles of leaves for jumping in. But there's more. The election is just weeks away and both parties will be pulling out all stops. McCain continues his unrelenting campaign to tarnish Obama's character, but to no avail, Barak is calm, steady handed and deeply realistic in his ideology. We are not angry and scared as McCain keeps saying, we are distrustful of our government and are ready to make change happen. I personally don't want to hear any more empty promises of lowering taxes while the country's infrastructure unravels. Taxes are patriotic if paid into a system that keep the public good at the forefront of its budget making. I know there is hard work ahead of us, and I don't want a bailout or a band aid. I want a realistic plan to make use of our country's manpower, knowledge and resources so that there is something to be proud of, to be patriotic about. So, we are counting down the weeks until we get our chance to be heard. Let's just hope every vote counts, this time.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Fun, Fun, Fun in the Autumn Time

I guess we have fallen into a good autumn routine round here: (blogging not included, apparently) but, pie and soup cooking, daily pepper and (green) tomato harvesting, walks to class and back, collecting progressively more colorful leaves, weekend soccer games, weekly trips to the park, the children's museum and the zoo. Lots of cloth dying, stamping with thickened fiber reactive dye, discharging with thiox and bleach, vat dyes, stenciling and lino printing on fabric.

Maia has started a collection of leaves and sticks of her own and continues to chat joyfully throughout her daily activities. "Juju, it's morningtime, the sun is in your window!" she exclaimed on a weekend morning when Juj was trying to catch up on sleep. She is missing her brother and asks when he will be home and if he is not around she says "I'm gonna sit on the couch and think about him." And Julian is as busy as ever, having a life of his own, stopping at coffee shops after school for treats and to do his homework, staying after school for science programs or to use the rec room. We parents are still trying to figure out how much time should be spent on homework, studying Spanish and tests. "Study for tests? I don't study for tests!!" he says. And he usually does pretty well, but still, dude, we all study for tests around here!