Tuesday, March 31, 2009

What do you make of this?

I'm not much of a doom-and-gloom sort of person, and I usually dismiss the-sky-is-falling newsflashes out of hand, and this one sounds like the things I usually attribute to crackpots, but I've got a lot of respect for this guy.

A while back I mentioned a letter written by Times Square Church pastor David Wilkerson about the present economic collapse. Whether his total prophecy will come true or not still remains to be seen -- it's not over til it's over -- although for many people it's already come true. Anyway, David Wilkerson has another letter out and this one is totally alarming. The website policies state that I can't post an excerpt, so here's the link. In short, he's prophesying that a major catastrophe is coming to the US, soon, and he's stocking up on 30 days of supplies to prepare for it.

The letter sounds like the crackpot letters I normally dismiss. It really does. But David Wilkerson isn't a crackpot and he has a history of giving prophecies that turn out to be correct. So I don't know what to make of this. I sure hope he's lost it on this one. What do you think?

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Buzz

Munchkin changes his name and/or profession every few days. It's hard to keep track of sometimes. As of yesterday, he's an astronaut and at dinner tonight he announced, "I'm Buzz Aldrin! Don't mess up my name!"

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Better than Disneyland

It's been a stay-at-home spring break week this week. Munchkin and I are off, but Scott is working, so we've been finding local stuff to do and today I hit a home run. I took the little guy to the largest construction site I've ever seen. We watched for three hours. I could hardly tear him away. And you know his favorite part? The construction job he now wants to have? He wants to be one of the guys who use fire hoses to spray the mud off trucks as they leave the site. You see, the guys who do that job wear gloves.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Too funny

This evening, Scott and Munchkin were playing on the floor when Munchkin took a flying leap into Scott's lap, knocking him over backwards. After a moment of pride at what he had accomplished, Munchkin got a pathetic look on his face and said, "I knocked over my hug... I need a new hug."

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Eduru

There's an interesting phenomenon when it comes to people feeling compassion for others in need. I don't remember where I read the research on it, but we will give more to a single need than we will to a much greater group need. We care more, for example, about one child who falls into a well (anybody remember Baby Jessica?) than we care for a whole village where kids are dying because they don't have a well. Maybe it seems more possible to help the one child than the whole village, I don't know.

I've found a charity that makes the most of this very human tendency. Through Compassion International, I've been sponsoring a girl named Eduru who lives in India. Compassion has a program where you pay a small amount of support each month which pays for a child's education, food, medicine, recreation and church-based training. The biggest benefit, though, is that you can correspond with your sponsored child by mail. If there is a language barrier, Compassion arranges for the letters to be translated.

I have to admit that Eduru's letters have been a little unsatisfying. Some sponsors report great relationships with their sponsored children, but many have an experience similar to mine. At the beginning, Eduru's letters were mostly form letters. Now that she is composing the letters herself, they are still pretty general and vague. Once in a while, though, I learn something that really puts my own challenges in perspective. Eduru's father is a day worker, which means that sometimes he works and sometimes he doesn't. Her mother appears to be chronically ill, and there are other children in the family. Once I received a letter in which Eduru reported that the recent monsoon had damaged their house and her family didn't know what they were going to do. Another time, I sent her something for her birthday and she used the money to buy a large pot, I presume for cooking. She was seven.

I've found that through the experience of sponsoring one child, I can see a clearer picture of how many others also live. There are a lot of really good charities out there and I wouldn't suggest to anyone that they drop a favorite and add this one, but if someone wants to know a way to make a little difference and see the results, Compassion has a great program. We really do have so much.

(This is my contribution to the APLS March carnival: Where do you want to give?)

Friday, March 13, 2009

I bet he does

Sorry I've been so quiet this week -- I've been sick, as has Munchkin. We've got different bugs, so let's hope we don't pass them back and forth or give one of them to Scott. Anyway, this evening I commented that I was really tired of blowing my nose. Munchkin suggested that he and daddy could climb into my nose with tools and fix it. So naturally, Scott suggested that what they really needed was an auger.

Munchkin didn't know what an auger was, so Scott described it. Munchkin then said that he had seen one before. He said, "Grandpa keeps it next to his Dangerous Saws."

Monday, March 9, 2009

Do you think they found what they were looking for?

It's educational, sometimes, to look through the stats on my blog and find out what key words bring new readers. Most people follow google links for something normal like crayons, chocolate, or a book review, but after reading the most recent list I got the giggles. Someone arrived at my blog searching for "fridge door is making a sound like a cow when closing."

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Learning curve

Munchkin is learning about the calendar at preschool. Tuesday, we were riding in the car when he started reciting the days of the week all out of order. He's always had trouble with that.

Thursday, Scott reported that Munchkin recited his days of the week mixing up only one, which is a kind of record.

Friday, out of the blue, Munchkin announced, "Tomorrow is the first Saturday of the month!" Shocked, I confirmed his statement. Munchkin replied, "That's when they do the kids' stuff at Home Depot." (Last November, we learned that there are workshops for kids at Home Depot on the first Saturday of each month, but we've never remembered to take Munchkin to one of the workshops. To my knowledge, we haven't talked about it since November.)

I shared the story with Scott, and so Friday evening he asked Munchkin how he knew so much. Munchkin said very matter of factly, "I have a memory like a steel trap."

(Sadly, by Saturday, Munchkin was running a 101 degree fever and was in no shape to go to the workshop. But it turns out they're running the workshops every Saturday this month. We'll try again -- I think he's earned it.)

Friday, March 6, 2009

Adorable Day

Happy Adorable Day, everybody!

In honor of Adorable Day, Munchkin is dressing up in a "bunny suit." Maybe I should explain...
Wednesday, we went to the library and picked up a new load of books. One of the books was about firemen, and there was a page where the firemen, Jimmy and Gary, were wearing hazmat suits, which they call "bunny suits." That was all Munchkin needed. He has carted around the book for the last three days while he cleans up hazmat spills around the house. His suit looks suspiciously like his pajamas, so I made him a little helmet.

For those unfamiliar with Adorable Day, it is celebrated on the first Friday in March, or whenever after that you remember it. To celebrate Adorable Day, do something adorable. It can be as simple as taking a picture of your adorable kid, or cooking an adorable dinner, or doing something for your adorable spouse. The possibilities are endless.

Scott and I invented Adorable Day about 10 years ago and have celebrated it ever since. He wanted to bring our balloon blower to work this morning to blow balloon animals for his co-workers, but found out this morning that we didn't have enough balloons left to do it. But it was an adorable idea.

For more adorable stuff, check out this site for some adorable pictures.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Ack! What's wrong with my omlette?

Sunday evening I cooked a simple dinner of cheese omlette and homemade blueberry muffins. I used up almost the last of my frozen blueberries (sob!), leaving only enough for one last batch of pancakes. As I was cooking the omlette, I noticed it was a strange color. I mentally reviewed my ingredients -- no, same as usual -- but the thing looked anemic. It looked practically white.

Then, it dawned on me that I've been using "real" eggs for a long time, now. In fact, I've recently been cooking with duck eggs, which are even better. I can get farm-fresh duck eggs about 25% cheaper than I can get chicken eggs right now, and they are lovely with huge orange yolks. But last week I ran out of eggs and so I purchased "cage-free, vegetarian-fed, yadda, yadda, yadda" eggs from the grocery store. Hence, the white omlette. Boy, am I spoiled.

Monday, March 2, 2009

How do firemen do what?

As Munchkin is still stuck in fireman mode (it's been going on for over two years, but intensely in the last two weeks), this afternoon I drove him to a couple new (to us) fire stations. Most of the stations didn't have anyone at home, but we finally found one that had a couple firemen to talk to.

Munchkin has been asking all sorts of fire fighting questions to which we don't have the answers, so we've encouraged him to ask a fireman. Never one to be shy, when we entered the station and saw the firemen, Munchkin began with his most pressing question.

What do you think a 4-year-old boy who is still learning how to control certain bodily functions wanted to know?