Sunday, July 27, 2008

pic update

So we maxed out our second free Flickr site. They should love us and give us free space forever, on account of the jillion hits this blog gets, but whatever.


The fabulous cousins--first time all together


early 'wrasslin potential (WWE type)



that's cracker on my eyebrow




ah-dah!



how many people wipe out on the alpine slide and end up with a scar in the shape of a heart? My brother does.

five strategies for plane trips with a 14-month-old



1. snacks (crackers these days)

2. naps (hope for one)

3. books (works for PC)

4. videos on the iPod (didn't have to play them, but we were prepared)

5. seat neighbors who give your kid a matchbox car

PC's first trip on the plane went very well. Squirmy as he is, he remained interested enough in the newness of it all that he was pretty much content the entire 3-hour trip. That was awesome, and more than we expected.

And so was the end of the flight, when the middle-age soldier seated behind us, decked out in the full-on desert camouflage, came around our seat and gave PC a cool little matchbox jeep hilariously emblazoned "Bad Mudder 2" on the side. Sweet.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

it's whose party?


PC and Sahara enjoy the simple pleasures of the kiddie pool

We set a socializing record last week--two birthday parties and two baby showers over a period of four days. Overall, it was great to see our friends, and to celebrate the arrival of or mark the occasion of the arrival of the little ones. One of the showers was a surprise shower at a pool on a 95 degree day, so there was that nice bonus of taking PC into the water, which, if you've seen the pictures we posted a couple weeks back, is about as close to nirvana he has yet discovered.

The birthday party scene for kids is somewhat confusing and unsettling. As I talked with my friend as his daughter's third birthday party approached, a sense of dread passed over him when he mentioned the expectations brought on by parties for kids that age. I had heard about "goodie bags"--every kid attending the party walks away with a nice little stash of gifts. At a party last month, PC came back with two necklaces, a bracelet, and a matching shirt and shorts outfit. This is so kind, so generous, but I couldn't help but think, whose party was this anyway? Goodie bags are apparently the expectation now. And more. D sends his girl to a nice preschool, and the kids' parents there do things like rent those awesome "moonwalks," hire live Barbies to come over (that would freak me out) and the like. I said, does this mean you're going to hire someone to blow up balloons and twist them into the shape of animals? No, he joked, because he knew how to do that. And he would juggle, too. No kidding.

You can see where all of this is going--these parties are incredible expenses, there's a lot of fuss and posturing, and there seems to be a good deal of effort to displace the attention from the birthday child and make sure every kid feels like its her birthday.

Fortunately D's party and the other one we went to were not overdone parental competitions. At one, we ate chicken nuggets, ran through the sprinkler, and played in a cardboard box decorated like a castle. The kids had a freakin' blast. The goodie bag was tastefully done--color crayons and coloring book, a fruit rollup, and an organic granola bar. At the other, no goodie bag at all. Some pizza, a couple beers, a kiddie pool, and pleasant adult conversation. Granted, that kid was only one, and this makes a difference--there's much less need to entertain the kids at that age.

But our friend circle tends to lean toward lefty-types skeptical of commercial culture, and I'm left wondering if we'll be able to resist the pressure once the kids get older. It's strange to imagine a child's birthday party as something that has to be tolerated, but from what I've heard, some of these parties would make me want to stay with PC at home.

Monday, July 7, 2008

hook, line, and sinker


Tina Fey and Elmo talk like pirates

On our summer schedule we take in a little Sesame Street most mornings as a way to extend our sleeping a few minutes. Not surprisingly, the Prince is totally engaged. I know, I know, some of the experts frown upon television until the kid is two. But in limited use, TV is great. And the "experts" are usually MD types, and rarely are informed by media studies scholarship of any kind (a simple search on TV and toddlers on the American Academy of Pediatrics website, for example, urges you to try a search on "media violence" too. wtf? I'm sorry, what's the connection?)

Prior to PC's arrival I had heard from other parents about the success of shows like Sesame Street in appealing to parents and kids at the same time. This interested me as a person who studies rhetoric--how does a show manage to interest such different audiences? From what I can tell, PC pretty much just needs Bright Shiny Things to become interested. Which means either we adults only need Bright Shiny Things, and have been fooling ourselves thinking we were more sophisticated than that, or that PC is so unbelievably advanced that he already understands the adult references embedded in every Sesame Street. Though I'd like to believe the latter interpretation (I mean, this kid is Perfect in Every Way) it's actually a lot simpler.

Sesame Street succeeds because it does some of the same things parents of toddlers are supposed to do--introduces a lot of vocabulary and excellent music, for example. And for the adults--it brings us our favorite parent/entertainers. Just in the last week, we've seen Jon Stewart, Tina Fey, Diana Krall, and Alec Baldwin. Aside from the fact that I wish Tina Fey and Alec Baldwin were making more episodes of one of our absolute favorite TV shows, 30 Rock, these episodes have been outstanding. Tina Fey dresses up as a pirate and leads the kids through an imaginative play. Jon Stewart (from the set of the Daily Show) preaches on the importance of practice to becoming good at something. Diana Krall sings a fabulous and simple ditty called "Everybody's Song" and has a total blast doing it.

Yikes, I just wrote positively about Alec Baldwin and parenting in the same paragraph. Not so sure about that. But keep the awesome Sesame Street coming. There are good reasons this show has been around for almost forty years.