Jess, a third 'sister'? Did I miss an allusion?
Only because you're BOTH the evil one.
'Time Bomb'
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Jess, a third 'sister'? Did I miss an allusion?
Only because you're BOTH the evil one.
When I was looking at a online tour of an old Chinese house--one that had been dismantled, shipped to the states and reassembled in a museum--one of the (100 year old?) photos showed an ancient Chinese exersaucer. It was a wood, cone-shaped barrel with a kid sticking out of it (there was a step inside for the kid to stand on) and it had a toy. This was used pretty much like the modern version to keep tots out of fires and away from other household dangers. I thought it was amazing because I often wonder how parents managed before modern conveniences.
I have a friend with two kids very close to mine in ages. I know she probably thinks I'm a paranoid parent but I just can't let my kids run loose. It makes me nuts to watch her do it in the mall, toy stores, restaurants, etc. Her kids are just different than mine. And I'm less trusting.
We acknowlege Owen's bumps and his response when he falls is (even if he's crying) "I'm OK! I'M OOOOOK!" It almost makes me cry.
I'm waiting patiently for Owen to get out of this phase. Today just seems to be getting into stuff day for him. Pretty much because I'm too tired to do much with them because I was up with Liv from 2:00 to 3:30 a.m. with cold issues. I've got him working on playdough right next to me now, though and he seems to be well occupied.
I'm going to go set up the play tent Owen got for Christmas so we can play inside and do story time in it. Then, NAPS. For everyone.
Oh, and Kristin, I'm sorry. I hope he's just forgetful and walks away from the computer to do other things (which is why I don't AIM unless I've got a specific conversation going on). I know it sucks for you but it also might be a protective thing for him, emotionally.
Then, NAPS. For everyone.
Naps are teh sexy.
Best of luck with naps today, Cashmere.
When I was looking at a online tour of an old Chinese house--one that had been dismantled, shipped to the states and reassembled in a museum--one of the (100 year old?) photos showed an ancient Chinese exersaucer. It was a wood, cone-shaped barrel with a kid sticking out of it (there was a step inside for the kid to stand on) and it had a toy. This was used pretty much like the modern version to keep tots out of fires and away from other household dangers. I thought it was amazing because I often wonder how parents managed before modern conveniences.
This is in Salem! At the Peabody Essex Museum! The China House! Or more formally (and correctly) the Yin Yu Tang House!
In conclusion, everyone should come to Salem to see the China house, and then have beers with me.
and then have beers with me.
San Francisco misses you Nora. The foghorns said so this morning.
We had to come home when the streetlights came on.
'Cause that's when the monsters come out.
This is in Salem! At the Peabody Essex Museum! The China House! Or more formally (and correctly) the Yin Yu Tang House!
That looks interesting. TCG and I keep talking about meeting you in Salem for dinner and beer one night, but things keep popping up. We must plan something soon.
Although, if I recall from that expedition to find them, it seems they took a more difficult route and probably didn't make it.
From what I'm remembering of Simonson's talk, he believes it is possible that Mallory and Irvine did reach the summit - having made the capital mistake of leaving lanterns and torches behind in their tent, and then compounded that error by pushing on to the summit at a time of day when there would not have been enough light left for them to make it there and back to camp safely. Simonson's expedition found Mallory's goggles in his pocket, bent as though they had been in the pocket during a fall; as another member of Mallory's expedition had suffered debilitating snow-blindness, Simonson believes Mallory would remove his goggles only in low light conditions. Further, the condition of Mallory's body shows injuries consistent with a fall of only a few hundred feet, so it's not likely that they fell from higher up the mountain, but either not long after they were last seen, or on a return trip. If they chose not to climb to the summit they would have had plenty of time to make it back to their camp in daylight. One of the reasons Simonson wanted to return in 2001 was to search for the camera that Mallory and Irvine had - likely as it is that they would have taken photos at the highest point they reached. Kodak has assured him that the film used in that model would survive indefinitely if kept in refrigeration (and not otherwise damaged): Simonson had a wry grin on on his face when he said, "That's not a problem."