Another Week of Feet

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Sunday, 10 July

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Had a lovely sail on the lake. Good strong wind and not a lot of power boat traffic.

 

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Monday, 11 July

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We had a wicked storm blow through early Monday morning. The worst of it lasted less than ten minutes but in that time, many trees up and down the north shore were snapped, knocked over, blown down and ripped out of the ground. Power for 800,000 (including me) was knocked out. We were lucky and had ours restored after 18 hours. Some went without for days.

I took this shot a few hours after the storm. A 100-year-old oak tree, brought to a quick end.

 

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Tuesday, 12 July

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JD and I played the Name Tag Game, my ingenious idea for getting her to practice writing. The week before, she'd attended a summer camp where she had to wear a name tag. I came up with the idea to have her make name tags for her "friends" and she ran with it, putting name tags on over a dozen stuffed pals. Then, we spent a few hours playing Hide and Seek with them.

 

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Wednesday, 13 July

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Hot days call for popsicles on the back steps.

 

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Thursday, 14 July

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Attending storefront theater, a Chicago institution. Saw Northwest Highway at The Gift Theatre. A hyper-local play set in the neighborhood where the theater is located.

 

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Friday, 15 July

Underground, waiting for the el, while a violinist serenades

Waiting underground for the el heading north, while a violinist serenaded us with "Ashoken Farewell."

 

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Saturday, 16 July

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Back on the boat, floating around waiting for the wind that never came. We motored out as far as the Wilson crib and back, put up the sails for about 13 minutes and then bailed when what little wind there was died. It's amazing to be out on the lake when it's that glassy.

At the Pool

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Saturday, 9 July

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Saturday I went to the Y to watch JD's swimming lesson. There were a few tears and not a whole lot of swimming on her part, but it was only her third lesson. She loves playing in the water so I was a bit surprised, but that fear of sinking is a powerful one, which I could see she was working through.

Poor Baby

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Tuesday, 5 July

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The past few weeks, JD has been very focused on reading hazard labels and warning signs, be they on a small plastic package or a street sign. She can dramatically recite the standard choking hazard label by heart (“WARNING! CHOKING HAZARD! MAY CONTAIN SMALL PARTS!”) and will, multiple times a day.

One of her favorite play acting games is to stuff small things in her baby doll’s mouth and then sternly reprimand the poor infant. JD kept repeating that she had to give Baby a “firm talking.” (“You know babies–hand to the mouth,” she’ll say, with an impish grin, like we’re two mother’s commiserating over the antics of our pesky kids.)

It was only after I threatened to give Baby a lengthy time-out for his/her/its own safety that JD came up with a new precarious situation for Baby, which involved dangling him/her/it from a height, while eating bananas. I think this is one of the stunts from that new reality show, 101 Ways to Leave a Game Show.

Round and Round, Up and Down

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Wednesday, 22 June

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JD and I took our first trip of the season to Lincoln Park Zoo today, and no visit to the zoo is complete without a ride on the merry-go-round. I always find this carousel a tad bittersweet; it's populated with endangered species.

Waiting for the Show to Begin

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Monday, 20 June

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Monday was a rainy day, so JD and I hit the library for a while. She was preparing a puppet show, which really meant she was just standing behind the curtain making announcements about how much time before the show.

Crash! Cut. Reset. Let’s Do It Again

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Wednesday, 25 May

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JD is a creature of habit, more so I think than most four year old. She loves reenacting (ad nauseam) scenes from favorite books (Olivia, Green Eggs & Ham) and TV episodes (Thomas the Tank Engine, Dora). One scenario that's been on the frequent play list involves having Thomas or Percy lose control and crash wildly into "the station master's house." Last week, a good chunk of time was spent building structures out of Lincoln Logs, only to have JD knock them over in two seconds flat. Rinse and repeat. She would do this for hours if I let her.

As with all these scenes, with their very specific dialog, I'm always trying to go off script and vary the story. Eventually, I crack and shut the production down. Unlike the little Capricorn who thrives on repetition, this Aries gets board and has to shake it up. We make a good team.

Balancing Act

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Wednesday, 11 May

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Lately, JD likes to stand on my feet while I walk around. Any method of propelling herself from point A to point B without actually walking is seen as great fun. Sometimes she manages to balance on one of my feet and I make a circuit of the room, a la The Wrong Trousers (of Wallace and Gromit fame–a recent favorite.)