Monday, October 8, 2007

Brickcon

Wren stayed home with Joshua while Frost and I went to Alexander's 7th birthday at the Ice Rink. Frost had never tried ice skating and found it difficult and wobbly. I took him around a few times but after half an hour he wanted to take off his skates and stop. That was okay - he said it was fun but scary. The big highlight was a candy machine with a claw which allowed you to grab a random piece of candy for 25c. On one occasion the machine returned TWO quarters instead of one. Zephyr and Frost found another quarter abandoned in another coin return and begged for another quarter to buy a tube of candy. AFter the birthday party Zephyr came home with us and went to Brickcon - a lego convention at the Seattle Center Pavilion. We met Alexander there and then played in the fountain.

First, here is a picture of Wren standing alone. He doesn't do it all the time but is quite stable when he wants to be. He has no intention of walking anytime soon but he is quite comfortable upright and cruising along tables and chairs. Unfortunately all the uprightness and agility have led to table climbing, stair climbing, chair clambering and lots of falling over. This morning Frost pushed him off the coffee table and he bit his lip with lots of bleeding.



The following pictures show Frost, Zephyr and Alexander in awe at Brickcon. They were overwhelmed to the point of running from exhibit to exhibit in a random way shouting about things they saw. They were most impressed by the poses and activities of minifigures. The structures were amazing but not as captivating for the kids. I let each one buy a bag of mixed lego and a custom lego weapon and helmet from Brick Arms .



Frost pointed at everything and talked non-stop. He had flushed cheeks and couldn't focus much in his excitement. In this picture he is pointing out what some minifigures are doing in the castle army.



And in the next one they are admiring a Skeleton Army. Frost wants hundreds of storm troopers for a storm trooper army.



In the final picture they are looking at a shop selling customized Lego STar Wars minifigures. Frost is begging me to buy General Grievous or his bodyguard or a storm trooper.

Friday, October 5, 2007

Wren wants to feed himself

After a week or so of mealtime combat where Wren throws food, turns his head, wrinkles up his nose and makes raspberries and tries to climb out of the high chair as I feed him I have discovered the cause. Wren wants to feed himself.

Last night I gave him chicken, broccoli and potato pieces and he ate them all and would have eaten more but I ran out. He ate a handful of garden raspberries for snack. For breakfast, refusing my mango apple puree, he ate oat Os, half a banana and little bits of grape. He is very intent as he eats... chasing slippery pieces of banana around the tray until he captures them.

Although I wipe him down in the highchair when he is done I am invariably coated with slimy food when I take him out because some of it misses his mouth and goes down into the creases of his shirt and pants. Yummy. I refuse to change 3 times a day so my left shoulder is always coated with food remains. Stylish, huh? It is worse today because I am wearing black.

Outside its cold, raining and very very much Fall. We put up our decorations for Halloween and Frost chose his costume - he is going to be a ghoul.

This morning Frost lost his 5th baby tooth. Wren has grown 8 baby teeth and lower molars continue to swell ominously.

Last night Wren woke numerous times before midnight because Kitty Haiku was trapped in his room. I nursed him at 12.40 and he slept till 5am but was so tired when I went to get him that I put him back in bed after a nursing and he slept till 6.20am. A fabulous sleep in for me! AS a result I haven't had time to clean the house before breakfast. Oh, the price I pay for indolence and sloth.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

The problem with lego

Is that babies like to chew it. It hurts when you kneel on it. You kneel on it. You realize its everywhere. Its in piles. It takes ages to dig through the huge bin to find a white wheel or a left arm or a 2X2 in white. You decide to sort it and then when you are half sorted you have to control it and manage it and ....

I thought this article was very funny and close to home as Frost is besotted with Lego:
It comes from here

QUOTE:
Here's a description of an evolution of lego collection sorting. It might
be yours, at least in parts. It's certainly been mine.

I might turn this into an essay some day, but for now it will have to begin
life as a series of unsupported claims. If you have any comments or
additions, toss'em in.

The Evolution of Lego Sorting
-----------------------------
Let's assume you start your lego collection like most of us did: with one
set.

1. You don't sort your Lego. You just keep them in the box they came in.

(Then, over time, you get another set, then another, then another.
And your pile of bricks grows. How do you cope?)

2. You start sorting your Lego. You sort it by set.

(Your collection grows.)

3. You give up on individual set boxes and toss all your Lego in a big
storage bin or a Lego denim bag, or a couple of your large set boxes. You
become very familiar with the sound of someone digging through large bricks
looking for a 1x1 transparent red plate.

(Your collection grows.)

4. You begin to sort your Lego by category: normal-looking bricks in one
set box, other pieces in another box.

(And grows.)

5. Ok, you realize you actually have to sort it. You decide to sort the
obvious way: by color.

(And grows.)

6. You keep sorting by color, but you get pickier about how you do it,
and you start filtering out by type for the first time: probably the
first things you sort out by type are minifigs and wheels. You realize
you already had baseplates sorted out separately.

(Let's just assume at this point that between every paragraph, your
keep adding lego to your collection.)

7. You cave in and actually get a storage system. Maybe it's rubbermaid
bins, or piles of blue buckets, or fishing tackle boxes, or ziplocks. But
now you've got a system.

8. You grow weary of digging through all the yellow bricks looking for that
one specialized yellow piece somewhere in 2 cubic feet of yellow. But you
think of how much work it's going to take to split by part and you don't do
it.

9. Sorting becomes difficult enough that you decide, in some cases, not to
break some sets down and put them in your main pile of lego... instead, you
store them as a set, because that set is so cool just the way it is. (Ok,
so this set is from the 80s...) The pieces for that set are either in their
box, or in a ziplock or something. Congratulations, you've just invented
Set Archiving, and now you have two ways you store your Lego: broken down
by parts, and archived by set.

10. You give up and decide to sort your parts by type rather than by color.
You go get more bins or tackle boxes or whatever your container of choice
is, you dedicate an evening or a weekend or a month to it, and you split by
type.

11. You have now invented your own Lego categorization system. You have no
doubt separated out bricks, plates, wheels, minifigs, slopes, and so on,
but you've also clumped "things with curves" together, and doors and
windshields together. You also have a category called "misc". Your
categories, amazingly, don't look much like the LDraw categories.

12. You realize you have piles of stuff that don't fit easily into the
categorization system: RCX bricks, train track, those huge A-shaped
pieces, monorial supports, and rubber bands. You get a different sized
drawer system for stuff like that.

13. Your collection is now clearly housed in many different types of
containers ranging from buckets to drawers to bins to individual tackle box
components.

14. You begin to develop large piles of lego in various states of being
sorted, i.e:
the sorted stuff
the stuff you've kinda sorted and is ready to be put away
piles of lego you aren't going to sort because you think you'll use
it all to build something else anyway
lego sorted some other way than the way you sorted into drawers to see
if this way works better than that way did
your building projects
your new boxes of lego, some opened, some not
oh, and let's not forget your various models and MOCs

15. You begin to develop strong opinions on Plano vs. Stak-On and
Rubbermaid vs. Sterilite.

16. The original categories you made begin to follow this life cycle:
- They grow too large to fit into their container.
- You divide the category into two categories in order to get them
to fit into the containers... one for each category. (Now you
have windshields, doors, and windows, each as a different category
of pieces, each in their own containers.)
- You store those subcategories together, but as parts of them become
too numerous or too hard to find, you split them out. So your tackle
boxes now have a different compartment for each type of door.
You realize that at this point the endgame is that you will have a
different compartment for every type of piece you have.

16.5. Every once in a while, you open a drawer you haven't opened in a
while and discover that you've been sorting some piece into two separate
places in your drawers. This throws your categorization for a loop.
How exactly do you categorize the 1x2 plate with the little robot-looking
thing on it? Oh no... partsref doesn't have it either, augh!

17. You rearrange your house so that you can fit your storage system into,
hopefully, just one room.

18. You give up on the "one compartment for every piece" theory because you
can't keep up with that. Instead, you start putting some of the similar
things into shoebox-sized bins. The way you decide what to
compartmentalize and what to put into bins together is to think about how
long it takes to find an individual element. It's ok to dig through a pile
of windshields looking for the trans yellow blacktron hood. It's not ok to
dig through a pile of slopes looking for the specialized corner cap slope.

18.5. You document your categories so you don't get lost.

19. You develop a multi-stage sorting system. It may take a piece several
hops before it ends up in its final resting spot, but it's a bit more
efficient to sort this way, and you can do some of it while watching a
video.

20. Bizarrely enough, you actually give up and go back to sorting by color.
Only this time, you sort by color after sorting by piece. So you now have
a bin for yellow 1x3 plates, and a bin for black 1x3 plates, and so on.

21. Finally you create an "overflow" system of buckets, where, if the bin
of 1x3 yellow plates is full, you just any additional ones into that
overflow bucket, along with other plates. (One of the first indicators that
you should do this was that you didn't have a compartment big enough to hold
all your Lego horses...)

22. You begin to toss most pieces directly into overflow.

23. You now have what, to a stranger, would be a bizarre sorting system. You
have some parts thrown together in bins by type. You have some parts split
out with a separate bin for each part. You have some parts split out with
a separate bin for each color. You even have some parts split out by how
old they are: red 1x2s from the 60s, red 1x2s from the 70s, new red 1x2s
that hold really well, and all the other red 1x2s. And you have an
alphabetized pile of large buckets for the overflow pieces and another one
for the 1st stage of sorting.

23.5. That stranger would also think you were certifiably insane. Or at
least retentive.

24. You start looking for a new house. One with a large basement.

25. Vision recognition becomes interesting to you.

26. You begin to long for the day when you could sit at your desk and
actually reach every piece you owned without getting up.

27. You decide to keep a special set or two at your desk, away from the
huge sorting system, just to play with a few great sets without having
to sort them. And then you add another cool set. Pretty soon
you're digging through 3 inches of bricks trying to find that 1x1
transparent red plate and you think about sorting your bricks...


Of course, somewhere along the way, you probably quit buying just sets, and
started to do things like:
- Buy lego sets in bulk, to the point where you have 10s to 100s
of unopened boxes.
- Work on very large construction projects.
- Acquire other people's collections.
- Run large auctions over the net.
And those bring up entirely new sorting challenges.... but those won't
be written about tonight, at least not by me.

-r'm

Remy Evard / evard@mcs.anl.gov

Monday, October 1, 2007

Things to be thankful for


  • Wren had a two hour nap this morning and was in a good mood all day.

  • The peach cobbler was delicious.

  • Its raining and we had a fire log last night. I feel like a bear winding down to sleep for months with silver lights and turkeys thrown into my cave from time to time.

  • Wren has stopped panting when he crawls. He seems energetic and healthy.

  • Wren is very sweet and social. He rushes away crawling with his head down for added speed. When he reaches the bed he stands up on his knees and then slaps both hands and face down into the quilt, then looks up to check you are watching. He thinks this is very funny.

  • I have new library books out and am going to lie on the couch with one.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

9 Month pediatrician appointment

Wren had his 9 month well-baby checkup this week. He did not need any shots but did have a toe prick to check his iron. The good news is that he is no longer borderline anemic. His iron levels went up from 10 to 10.6 last time to 11.6 this week. I think it is all the lamb and vegetables he has been eating.

Overall, Wren continues to grow well. He is:

Height: 90th percentile
Weight: 75th percentile
Head: 70th percentile

His head has continued to increase slowly relative to his other measurements. It started off at 25th percentile so the pediatrician said we will watch that and if it continues to increase she may order a CAT scan to rule out any reason other than a big head. Frost's head behaved in the same way during his first year and he just has a big head so I am hopeful it will be all okay.

Other than that, Wren was meeting all the milestones she asked about. He babbles vowels and consonants, feeds himself with pincer grasp, crawls confidently and eats a variety of foods.

She was surprised to see that he can stand!

He only renegade behavior was not sleeping through the night and of course I was told that he doesn't need to eat at night for nutritional purposes. Hrmmm. She should tr telling him that at 2am.

Wren will get a flu shot this season but we don't know whether he will qualify for the Synagis shots. I need to call our insurance and check up on that.

Monday, September 24, 2007

The Fabulous Queen Mary Tea Shop, Heavy Fighting and He Stands



We have had a very happy Sunday. It started early, as usual, with a 5.05am screamer. I waited 10 minutes but he didn't return to sleep so I went to nurse him and he fell asleep for 20 minutes afterwards which was very civilized.

As soon as there was light (7am) we went for a walk around the neighborhood. My goal was to explore a new toyshop, , I had read about When we reached Happy Planet I didn't even look at it because, joy or joy, rapture oh rapture, I discovered the Queen Mary Teahouse right next door. It is a British Styled Teahouse serving English food, splendid teas including many teas made from rooibos, high tea and most glorious pastries. That there could be a new toyshop AND an English Teashop within walking distance of my house completely unknown to me fills me with a sense of wonder.

I am going to go and drink tea real soon - at least if they serve tea and scones alone rather than being part of a banquet as the menu indicates.

He Stands
In other news WREN STANDS UP. He doesn't do it all the time but he has balanced without holding on for about 10 seconds and for shorter periods fairly often. I think it will be a matter of time before he discovers a new mode of locomotion. Although I don't have a photo of him standing without holding on, I have this new one of Wren solving the problem of how to crawl with a toy. This time its in his mouth.

He speaks, sorta
Wren has said his first word. Its more a sound, really. When he sees the fish mobile (which I call the Fishies) he says "sh-ss" it sounds like part of fishes. He has done it many times and a women who we were interviewing for babysitting also heard and commented on it.



Pancake Puffs
While watching TV Frost noticed a commercial for "Pancake Puffs". He is always calling me to "see this" or that wonderful contraption available only through TV. If it were up to him we would be fitted out with all the weird and wonderful "as seen on TV" gadgets. AS it happens the pancake puff pan is actually a Danish Ebelskiver pan remarketed as an invention for the US market. AND remarkably, I bought on on an estate sale a few weeks ago. So, I whipped up a breakfast of "pancake puffs" for Frost and he used a big hospital syringe to squirt maple syrup into the middle of a few of them. He was extremely gratified as I usually dismiss the ads as nonsense. Each time he ate one he said "So, THIS ad wasn't a lie! So, THIS ad was TRUE!". Uh oh.

Here are pictures of some treasures I bought at the estate sale, including the ebelskriver:




This afternoon we went to an SCA heavy tournament. The SCA members were all dressed in their regalia and fighting wearing helms and armor. Some were performing on horses with wooden lances. Frost was quite interested although a large pile of gravel was equally compelling. I bought two silver hair spirals which I am enjoying wearing. We live in the Barony of Madrone according to SCA lore and we are considering going to some events because it was fun and I like the crafts.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

My TB test incident and Wren update

Wren is feeling great. He is crawling and exploring again without whimpering all the time and wanting to be carried. His bottom left outer teeth are cutting through the gums and are visible. His lower molars continue to swell and look as if they must emerge soon.

Among Wren's favorite things is the night light. When he wakes in the morning and finishes nursing he crawls to the edge of the bed and tries to get down to chew it. I have to get up and hide it under the bed before he gets hold of it.

These are the things that Wren understands:

- Where are the fishies? (looks up)
- Kitty? (looks around attentively)
- No (shakes his head from side to side and smiles)
- Ball (looks for ball)
- Throw it! (throws the ball)
- Do you want to eat? (whimpers, falls over and tries to claw at me)

Now, about me. I went to have my TB test at the doctor. I had a sub-cutaneous injection and unlike prior TB tests it was excruciatingly painful. The syringe seemed to have a lot of stuff in it and I asked the Dr whether she was really going to inject all that into me!

When I got home hours later there were a string of calls from the doctors office asking me to call her. I found out later (amidst many apologies) that they had injected me with a Tetanus shot not a TB test. I went in today for the correct shot in the other arm. Unfortunately, the tetanus shot site is extremely painful and swollen. I can't carry Wren on that side any more (and its the only side I carry him) and I can't really sleep on that side because it is very red, burning and ultra-sensitive. The Doc said that it may take another few days for the drug to disperse and the swelling subside. OUCH.

We also went to infant coop for the first time. Wren had a great time and crawled around and groped the other babies and the balls. He especially likes balls. At the doctors office he liked the string instruments - the bass and a banjo - and stayed there a long time scratching the strings to make noise. The only thing that could compete was eating the soil in the potted plants (yes, I stopped him quickly).

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Dr Yesterday Dr Today

I took Wren for a checkup at the Ped yesterday. She saw nothing wrong other than his crankiness. We were told to stop Tylenol for 24 hours to see whether he had a feve.r A fever could indicated endocarditis. We did. He did not have a fever.

Dr Today
But this morning I noticed Wren had a rash on his lower belly. By 11am it was all over his belly. I was near the doctors' office since I was buying a new cable for the garage door. I dropped in and Wren was seen. Apparently it looks like a Roseola rash but his fever was not high enough for Roseola so it was probably some virus. The rash comes on as the virus is broken down.

He is better. He is not contagious. He has a rash.

Oh, and one of his two bottom teeth is cutting through the gum (at last). There are 2 molars and one more bottom tooth poised to follow.

If you're crawling you don't wear overalls

I wish someone would take the Carters designers who make all these 6-12 mo overalls and make them crawl around in them all day. They would be stripping before breakfast. Honestly, crawling babies shouldn't wear overalls.

I have 4 sets of gorgeous overalls in the 6-12 month size. I came to the cupboard this morning and there they were. They are the newest cleanest clothes Wren has because he hasn't worn them. I thought I might try again and took out the largest once and rolled up the legs. Off he went.

As soon as he was horizontal I saw it wouldn't work. They tug at his shoulders and pull between his legs. Still, I pulled him up and released the tension. He looked great. Off he went again - as soon as he crawled the overalls we tight again. Argh.
Meanwhile, in the leg department he was sliding all over the place because even though they were the right length when he stood up, when he crawled his legs retreated into the pants and he slipped and hit his face on the floor.

No more overalls until he can walk.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Wren on Sunday

Wren was generally happier today and between the two bouts of Tylenol he has enjoyed he has not had a fever. That is the good news. The bad news is that he is still obviously happier after Tylenol and extremely irritable, cries easily and wants to be carried most of the time. It is a rare moment right now that he is happy and unmedicated - he is playing with some musical shakers and is entertained enough to be okay.

From this I think he is in pain. It could be his teeth - the molars continue to swell but are not through anywhere. It could be something else I can't see. I really don't know. We will be taking him to the doctor to talk about it.

My nerves are shot because, without Joshua doing baby-care too (which he has been) Wren is very high maintenance and I can barely do anything unless I carry him.

Today, we went to the Pharmacy to get some more anti-fungal (Wren still has oral thrush which is a candida infection in his cheeks which is not supposed to bother them) and the pharmacist commented that his dosage is 1/2 of what is usually recommended. Since Wren is not having rapid improvement with the 1ml X 4 she suggested we walk to the doctor about it. We also bought some gauze so I can swab the inside of his cheeks to make the preparation more effective.

We also went to the library and found a huge pile of good books for Frost. Wren was very helpful. When he saw me removing books from the shelf he started pulling down piles of books and dumping them on the floor. I thanked him for his contribution and put them back. A little girl (age 3) was concerned and kept telling him "No, no!" and saying "I can't understand what he is saying" (he was babbling back to her).

Wren is overtired because he is taking such short naps so I am going to take him for a walk while the chicken roasts. Unfortunately, the babysitter we had organized to watch Wren Friday mornings while I do my school shift has decided she is over committed so we are once again looking for someone.