And Another 20-Seconds-Of-Your-Life-You’re-Not-Getting-Back-Conversation (Don’t Let ‘Em Feed Your Dog)

Brisk-walking home with JD after one of our twice-weekly “me-and-dog-time” outings, an oldish, large local man wearing the concierge uniform of our development calls the dog to him. When JD and I are out we often get stopped by strangers looking for a dog fix, so I don’t stop her from going over, whereupon he tells her “Sit!”

When she does, he unwraps something to feed her.

Me: Hey, hey please don’t feed her.

Him: No, no it’s ok, this is a honey-flavored treat I give my own dogs.

I’m still not very happy about it, but unless I really snap STOP. I Do NOT Want You To Feed My Dog and look like a total jerk to this guy who obviously (I think at the time) doesn’t understand the “dog-owning etiquette” of not feeding someone’s dog when they don’t like it, I’m going to have to tolerate my dog wolfing some honey treat thing from Guy I’ve Never Seen Before Who’s However Wearing Our Development Concierge Uniform Complete With Nametag (which makes me think Ok, At Least He’s Probably Not Trying To Poison My Dog.)

After a minute of JD now following him expectantly, he starts to unwrap another treat.

Me: Hey, please, stop, that’s enough. She’s quite an old dog with a sensitive stomach.

Him: No, no, no lah it’s really ok lah.

Me: <watching JD gamboling around him like she is not an old dog> Well, we have to be getting back so I can meet my son coming back from school anyway.

Him: You’re not going to be able to call her away anyway, I may as well give it to her. She’s going to stick with me unless you forcibly drag her away.

I bellow at JD to Come. Here. 

As I’m leashing a still-too-delighted border collie, he comes up to me, still fumbling with the treat and about to give it to her.

Him: That’ll be HKD 2 apiece. These treats are HKD 2 each, you see.

Me: But I don’t even want you to feed my dog – hang on – are you telling me I now have to pay you HKD 2 for the treat you insisted on feeding my dog just now?

<brief pause>

Me: <thinking: Then again HKD 2 isn’t too bad for a picture and a blog post> Well lemme take a picture of that treat <indicating> the one he’s still got in his hand. <thinking: Cost a lot more to get a pic of the one in my dog’s stomach 😀 >

Him: <hurriedly puts it away> No lah, you don’t have to pay me lah I just treat her lah.

Me: Uh….. Wait, let me see that <still holding camera phone cos now I want a picture>

The second treat is gone. Idly I realize he also flinched when I glanced at his name tag. <thinking: ok, so at least we know the uniform is real which means he probably really isn’t trying to poison my dog>

Him: Ok lah ok lah sorry lady I won’t feed your dog again lah. <LEAVES>

Me (To JD): You see, you see, accept gifts from strangers some more..

Ok, these aren't the treats but I saw this one day and thought they were hilarious.. "Sniffany"?

 Ok, these aren’t the treats but I saw this one day and thought they were hilarious.. “Sniffany” and “Chewy Vuitton”…

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Rockstar’s 3-Way Conference In Year 2

Rockstar and his 3-way conference booklet

Rockstar and his 3-way conference booklet

3-way Conference is the student-led activity where parents come in to participate in some class activities with their child, and sit in on a discussion led by the child on his/her progress and learning targets. (Around the school as usual however, there’ll also be a lot of other activities going on, in the name of Let’s Make Sure You Make The Most Of The Hour You Had To Take Off Work To Come In.)

For us, our “3-Way Conference Event” began by dropping off something for the Year 6’s donation drive which is part of their “Take Action” learning unit:

Don't you love how the donations take up a huge prominent area in front of the school? It's a nice reminder of how much everyone is contributing as a school

Just love how the Year 6 collections take up a huge prominent area in front of the school, you can see the pile literally getting bigger and bigger…

It’s a nice reminder of how much everyone is contributing as a school… The actual pile stretches for substantially longer than this frame, and interestingly there are kids of all ages running around, either waiting for their siblings or well, are in between their conference turns, and I don’t ever see anyone messing with the huge pile of (surely tantalizing) toys and etc that are meant for the various donation drives. Occasionally I see kids run up to it and look curiously, but no taking stuff and messing with it…

Here’s some of the posters we happened to see:

I think this one was about HK Cage Home or Homelessness awareness

I think this one was HK Cage Home or Homelessness awareness

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…..And then it was time for Rockstar’s conference slot. There are laptops set up for us to play some of the school Virtual Learning Environment games, a sketching station, and all around the classroom as part of the most recent learning unit about how things change, there’s exhibits of old vs new things – boats, phones, buildings, cameras, and some of the kids’ inputs on materials, how things are made, and how what they are used for have changed over the years.

This one was Rockstar's..

This one was Rockstar’s.. (Kings found that black telephone for him to bring in from his office)

Kings had been away, and I abruptly realized I was supposed to send printed out pictures by the next day, for when they did the project.. at 7.30pm the night before. So I googled… Rockstar drew those himself since well, they are plain black marker diagrams.. (If you ever see me put up a colorful picture of a unicorn or some happy sunny flowery garden scene you know that’s either fake or he’s going through…… a strange phase :D)… that tiny picture of an old phone I actually cut from Rockstar’s new I Wonder Why book ok, plus my iPhone 5 Chinese instructions (since I can’t read them) so he could use the picture, but I think in the end he forgot the iPhone picture because he was too busy with the rest (darn and I dug high and low looking for a picture he could bring in, should’ve just zzzzz..)

It was a pleasant surprise he could write that much in the sitting though, especially as they had to write drafts beforehand so they technically wrote double what was on their exhibits; I thought he was supposed to present in class, and knew he could say the stuff, but didn’t know how much he could get down on paper…

Rockstar wrote, “When you use an old phone, you have to call the operator to connect the right phone number! When (the phones) got newer, you could connect phone numbers with computers! You also had to use wires! For old phones, the sound travels by electric current so they need wires. The diaphragm acts as an eardrum! No matter how old or new they are, (phones) do the same thing! New phones even have other uses today with lots of Apps! For old phones as the electric(ity) travels, this magnetizes the electromagnet and causes sound.

New phones are on radio waves! No matter how old or new phones must have transmitters and receivers!” And then he says he ran out of space so he squeezed another sentence above: “Satellites help us in apps like GPS and HK (Weather) Observatory.”

Anyway I didn’t know he could write that much (I knew he could say it, draw the diagrams, just not write that fast)… Definitely happy because I lose a lot of my own train of thought when I write instead of type or speak <sheepish>

(His learning target btw, was… paragraphing! Yes I shall put an exclamation mark :))

This is another one among the many pages and different diaries and math books:

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Rockstar says that was from a Hakka cultural museum trip, which I was already pretty psyched about, but what really cracked me up was the picture he drew. According to him, that’s a pic of when he and his friends observed the old, heavy wooden lunch boxes from a time before everything was plastic and with Disney Princesses or Angry Birds on them:

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And so among Rockstar and Good Friend (Rockstar is of course the shortest one in the pic) are also “Speechless Friend” and “Confused Or Shocked Friend” (No plastic Disney Princess lunch boxes, geddit? 😀 Rockstar himself came back that day going on and on about how people actually made wooden lunch boxes but that they were crazy heavy, and how could people carry them in schoolbags etc back in the day…)

Another thing I was looking forward to finding out more about was………. how Minecraft is used in Rockstar’s school. Rockstar obviously looooves technology (and I don’t mean Xbox) and had been on and on about getting to play Minecraft in school. Anything Rockstar is that enthusiastic about, I’m keen to exploit have as a teaching tool, because I believe strongly in ways to make learning less “painful” – but no less effective. And so I went looking for more information about this after not being able to find that much detail from simply googling the game.

It was then further explained to me how in year 2 they are using it to explore maths concepts such as pattern, symmetry and number sequences (for e.g. times tables). “…..giving the children the ability to play with these concepts using blocks… has expanded their understanding of place value as they can see the difference between 10 and 100, and how a 1000 is a really big number.”

pic from raws.wordpress.com (I forgot to take a pic of the printed out one in Rockstar's schoolbook - this was as close as I could find)

pic from raws.wordpress.com (I forgot to take a pic of the printed out one in Rockstar’s schoolbook – this was as close as I could find re the towers)

In year 3 they get to build their own town – during which they think about what buildings a town needs (hospitals, schools, fire stations etc I guess), where they should be placed within the town and what materials to build them from.

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(I’m guessing something like this? – pic from minecraft.rvdbrg.com)

For older kids in the school Minecraft Club, they then learn things like how to work together to build a functioning community, why that’s important, why people have jobs, and the environmental impact of building a town…. Hearing that makes me like this more and more, because especially for a child who loves “video games” (he means Minecraft – he doesn’t get Mario Bros or etc) and thinks Minecraft is “cool,” it would really make a lesson stick…

And on to….. the 2014 Kennedy School Art Exhibition and Auction also going on in the hall that day:

The ole' school hall actually looks like one of those trendy art galleries!

The ole’ school hall actually looks like one of those trendy art galleries! (And that’s Sting’s guitar on auction)

Rockstar showing me one of his favorites, "Dance of the Pink Dolphins" by one of the year 5 classes

Rockstar showing me one of his favorites, “Dance of the Pink Dolphins” by one of the year 5 classes

(That Pink Dolphin piece btw, is up to HKD 5,200 bid at press time on the Kennedy School main website; bidding is open until this 27 March 4pm I think… In the background are some of the large chalk drawings done by the Music department, inspired by Stravinsky’s Firebird Suite.)

This one of the paintings - pic from kennedy.edu.hk under PTA events

This one of the paintings – pic from kennedy.edu.hk under PTA events

And then I think each class each year would put together a composite painting (which was pretty cool, I’d never seen this idea before…)

 

So for e.g. this is what each of the Year 2 classes' collage art pieces were about -

So for e.g. this is what each of the Year 2 classes’ collage art pieces were about – this is from the information booklets available outside the school hall where they were having the exhibition that day

Each of the class paintings are made up of squares done by each child and then framed together to form the bigger picture

Each of the class paintings are made up of squares done by each child  in the class and then framed together to form the bigger picture

This is by the Chinese Department, featuring the different cultural aspects and paper-cutting etc art techniques...

This is by the Chinese Department, featuring the different cultural aspects and paper-cutting etc art techniques…

(Quite regretted I missed taking a proper picture of the “Blocksticks” one (top right) because the picture in the catalogue really doesn’t do it justice, it’s actually a 3-D made of little sticks, but we still had Chinese 3-way conference that we hadn’t done yet, and we climbed several flights of stairs back and forth to find the place, go back and look at the art exhibits, and then leave again for the actual meeting, just to make sure I actually knew where to go so we wouldn’t be late…)

...And then I went to the school website and found it!

…And then I went to the school website and found it! (Note to self: ask Rockstar to read that)

…..and then it was off to Chinese 3-way Conference and the Funzone session I promised Rockstar (he’s not a big Disneyland fan).

The End.

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Rockstarism #310 – Things Rockstar Does (Folding Dirty Clothes)

#310

He didn’t actually SAY anything, but…..

Intermission..

A picture says a thousand words…

These are Rockstar’s partially folded dirty clothes from rolling around all over Funzone, before I stopped him from folding them into an even neater pile (the clothes are filthy) and told him to get in the bath.

WHO folds their dirty clothes before they go in the wash??

ps: Yeah sorry still not enough time to blog more <sheepish>

 

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Rockstarism #309 – Using The Force Like A Jedi… For Snacks

#309

Rockstar: NNNGGGGGGGGGHHHH!

Me: What in the wide world are you doing?

Rockstar: Trying to use The Force to get a bun.

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Me: <handing the packet to him> Looks like it worked.

Rockstar: Wait! Wait! Lemme try that again!

Me: <IGNORES>

Later……..

(Just in case The Force might work on homework…)

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<snort> This is why I say he’s very “straight” – he first worked out and inputted the answer, and THEN tried to use “The Force” to click “submit”. Rather than rely on “The Force” to work out the answer…. 😀

ps: Been a crazy long weekend, no time to blog more yet; took the Miss on her first “school supplies run” which was really because I only knew this one place at Stanley that had the very light weight backpacks I wanted for the kids, then Rockstar had his 3-way parent-teacher conference in the afternoon so he was otherwise home from school throughout, then I promised him Funzone before his regular Canton music, then we were at a charity outdoor screening of Mary Poppins on Saturday, then there was church service, Sunday late lunch and Wisekids run……. And I have to run for a bath now before feeding the Miss, having set both their dinners in front of them (or in the Miss’ case a third of her dinner since she is likely to feed the dog when I’m not looking). Why yes, I flew solo throughout. Except for when we were at Mary Poppins and our playdate mates watched them while I went to get gingerbread men.  

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Hope….. And Anarchy, This Saturday

1) Ranger Repairs Egg With Glue And Tape.

Strangely (or maybe not so strangely), a sudden inspirational message of hope, in the hatching of a Kakapo parrot egg…

This rare bird's egg got crushed

This rare bird’s egg got crushed

After a ranger repaired it with glue and tape, it still hatched.

After a ranger repaired it with glue and tape, it still hatched (and the bird is healthy).

There’s a moment after the dye is cast; breathe right, and you can change the way the painting looks….

Because we were never meant to know everything. We were meant to do our sincere best – to the glory of God.

2) In contrast (y’know, just in case someone out there thinks I’m too sappy); so you think you’re a rebel…. 

You ain’t seen nuthin’ yet: First world anarchists.

Ooh. They bad.

Ooh. They bad.

He bad.

He bad.

She bad.

She bad.

.-

3) Banbossy :“When a little boy asserts himself, he’s called a “leader.” Yet when a little girl does the same, she risks being branded “bossy.” 

Maybe it’s because this is in a different part of the world. Maybe it’s because I don’t know enough little girls yet. Nothing to do with the site I linked to, but I think “bossy” gets misinterpreted sometimes.

The other day I skimmed someone’s blog post (on a US news site) about how she got a call from her daughter’s school because her 5 year old had had her best friend stick her tongue onto a frozen pole and then when her friend’s tongue got stuck, pulled tongue and friend off – resulting in “a lot of blood”. The mum’s post was about not calling her daughter “bossy” for doing things like that.

I don’t even consider the term “bossy” that bad, and I don’t understand why they call getting-friend’s-tongue-stuck-on-pole behavior “bossy” (I think virtually every mum friend I have, if their daughter had her tongue ripped off a frozen pole resulting in a lot of blood, would not just be using the word “bossy.”) Anyway I’m just saying. Yes, encourage real leadership in little girls as well as little boys. But remember the other girl who had her tongue ripped off the pole.

(Hope some women’s movements aren’t going to scream at me for that; but I say it as a woman who has on occasion been the only female in small dealing rooms, on occasion also the ranking derivatives dealer. People have told me I dressed “too butch” (i.e. when wear work shirt with pants while also having v short haircut), people have told me as a young girl to “suck kar, if you want to get ahead,” emphasis on the word “suck,” and I have a toddler daughter who at the moment is not trending towards being the one with the tongue stuck on a frozen pole. I’m all for little girls being raised to believe they can achieve as much as little boys. I just think any child should be raised to be mindful of others. A child’s self esteem should not come at the expense of another child’s self esteem and it’s not all just moral fluff, I think there is a zero-sum game where at some point it’s going to come back and bite you in the back otherwise; even leaders need friends, and yes parenting is still the hardest thing I’ll ever do. End of cover-back rant.)

4) This sometime-funny, sometime-dodgy page of male superheroes being drawn in traditional female superhero poses raises some awareness…

Quite funny right?

Quite funny right?

5) OK change subject – 15 Hilariously Honest Notes

Who's Meatloaf?? Does he mean the Bat Out Of Hell guy?

Who’s Meatloaf?? Does he mean the Bat Out Of Hell guy?

Also, their cat doesn't look happy.

…..Also, their cat doesn’t look happy.

6) The Rockstars’ 5-second skit this weekend is All In The Name Of Science. Rockstar was…… trying to test out centrifugal force. He uh, needed a weight on the pillow. The Miss uh, volunteered. (How could I possibly think to make that one up?)

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Have a good weekend dears…

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Snack Wars

In case you thought the Miss was umm, “easier” to handle than Rockstar… 

Each day at Miss’ twice-a-week pre-school, a rough schedule around Snack is as follows: The little kids line up to go wash their hands, sing/ listen to nursery rhymes while waiting for each other to finish, then troop back to their classroom where they pick up an (always) standard issue cup and dish, take a seat around the table, wait for everyone to be served before they take their first bite, then take turns pouring their water while they eat.

The toddlers can ask for seconds (or thirds), in Chinese or English depending which day we’re on (we’re in bilingual stream), and whenever they’ve had enough they are supposed to tidy up their cup and plate and sit quietly to be read to by their parent/caregiver under the teacher’s supervision. Then there’s a “treasure basket” exploration time with the contents of said baskets changed around periodically. After that everyone lines up to go to the playground.

At least, that’s what’s supposed to happen. Because around the time they should be finishing up their snack is when the train goes off the tracks for the Miss.

Some days, Her Highness makes to clear her cup and plate away several times, only to change her mind when she’s at the little pile of used plates and cups, turning and sitting back at the table and carry on eating because she can. As in So… What, Everyone Just Does Reading Or Treasure Basket After Snack? How About Not? Some days she sits by herself in the snack area, right through Reading and Treasure Basket, purportedly because she just has to finish her snack.

Then last session she was feeling especially feisty and decided to take it even further. That’s how I find myself in a bizarre version of Toddler Tag And Defense, which consists of her periodically trying to make it to the carpeted Reading and Treasure Basket area holding her unfinished snack in her hand, and me blocking her and repeating over and over that food in the carpeted books-and-toys area is off limits. This is then met with tragic (but still recognizable as put-on because she doesn’t holler as loud as if it’s real. For. the. Moment.) cries, huffy sitting down on the floor, occasional knee-jerk motions, and through it all, a refusal to relinquish the half-eaten snack in her hand. See, she’s not required to finish – she may either stay in the snack area and eat, or tidy up and dump any half-eaten snack and join the rest of the activities. She however wants a third option.

In case you’re wondering what everyone else is doing at the time – ALL the other toddlers move out of the snack area when they’re done. I haven’t seen a single session where any other toddlers try to bring food into the play areas. They just want to tidy it all away quickly so they can go play. Sometimes the kids want to explore something other than the stuff in the treasure basket, but that’s about it, that’s the extent of the insurrection.

I find myself however trying to maintain some semblance of dignity (impossible!) while blocking my toddler from making it to the carpet still clutching her home made probably organic/ probably gluten-free/ probably lo-sugar chocolate biscuit-thing. The several helpers present occasionally meet my eyes and chuckle indulgently, the mummies all politely avert their eyes (haha this must be another version of Karma Covenant of Mums). This time however the Miss’ antics last all the way past Reading and Treasure Basket.

When the others all line up to move to the indoor playground, I stop the Miss from joining the queue, again explaining she has to either put away the snack, or finish it. As everyone else files out, I close the door tightly, hoping to cut down the decibel level. Then I steel myself. The Miss rolls about on the floor for a bit, sits up, stamps her tiny foot, all the while tears rolling down her cheeks………. but for the moment I can still tell it’s put on. She starts retching, and I snap, “Vomit, and you don’t ever get snack here again.”

Terrified. Bloody terrified. As in, ME.

The whole time we’re squaring off I’m not completely sure she doesn’t take me all the way down the rabbit hole. I have no idea how far she’s going to push it, but knowing both children are fairly determined, I know if I don’t try my best to nip it right in the bud it’s going to get more painful very quickly.

I glance anxiously at the clock. I know when the tears become real. She’s going to cry for real if her class comes back in, signaling the end of play time. Very active, the Miss loves playtime. She’s always throwing or kicking a ball. Jumping about on the trampoline. She misses this and she’s going to be inconsolable for real. And that’s when my own heart breaks. Please Dear Lord, Please Don’t Let Her Stick It Out Past Playtime…

“If your friends come back in, you know what that means. That means no more play time. Bye-bye playground. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” <still terrified>

In the end, I repeat that twice. Maybe three times. Abruptly, the Miss gets up off the floor, goes to stand at the closed classroom door, gobbles the rest of her snack in two bites, and holds her now empty hand out for a wipe. 20 minutes, maybe more, it took her to eat the first half of that little biscuit. She finished the other half in….. under 30 seconds? Something just clicked, it was like flicking a switch.

She’s already got a ball in her hands, as I find my way, slightly weak-kneed (Aileen, you wuss), to the play area.

(I know. I could hit a counterpart in a moving market with a USD 10 mil Accumulator notional and not flinch, but facing off with my toddler……!)

See-saw ups and downs

See-saw ups and downs

 **Update: At our next session she finished her apple and banana slices, plus second helping, tidied it up when the other toddlers did, and joined both Reading and Treasure Basket. It were a good day, at least until she’s figured out what to try next. 

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Rockstarism #308 – World Leaders Could Use “Minecraft Jedi”

#308

Me: How was school, darling?

Rockstar: We were playing “Minecraft Jedi” today. You know my favorite color is blue right, so I wanted a blue light saber, and since I was the only one who wanted blue, I was Luke Skywalker. Then (friend) wanted a red one because he always wants to play the bad guy (which is quite funny because in class he’s like, a really good guy – Tsk) and so he said he was Darth Sidious. And then (other friend) who wanted to hold a green light saber asked “Who am I who am I?” 

Rockstar: So I said “Gui-gon Jin” and he said “Yaaaaaayyyyy!!!” And then (still other friend said “What about me what about me?” and I said I only know Gui-gon had a green light saber so then he said, “Then I get to be whoever I want. I think I’ll call myself ‘Max’.” So everyone went “Yaaayyyyyy!! And let’s go fight some bad guys.” 

Rockstar: And then I said “But let’s exclude (friend who wants to be bad guy) because he isn’t really bad. So then he said “Yay!!! I don’t really need to fight anyone!!!” 

Rockstar: So it was really great cos everyone had the light sabers they wanted and everyone got to be who they wanted and went “Yaayy!”

<pause><me trying to digest that whole thing while Rockstar looks at me expectantly>

Me: S-o….. it was a good day in school. And world leaders should really talk to each other this way, don’t you think, then there wouldn’t be any wars.

Rockstar: Yeah!!! Can you call them?

Me: You want me to call world leaders and suggest they play this way?

Rockstar: Yeah, they’ve got phone numbers or somethin’?

Random pic of Rockstar in the middle of some conservation exhibit in Central after Artjam

Random pic of Rockstar in the middle of some conservation exhibit in Central after Artjam

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Little Miss’ First Artjam

In the end I spent about 2 hours in a cab over the course of ferrying each Rockstar there and back separately because it was looking like the Miss was going to be hit by a major nap incident around the time of Rockstar’s original Artjam playdate… But I still really wanted her to have a first Artjam because she appears to love colors a lot more than Rockstar ever did. So she came two hours early, did her thing, then I rushed her back and bathed her, settling her in her feeding chair (the helper can still handle a bit of feeding and a nap) before navigating Wellington Street traffic a second time for Rockstar’s playdate.

The Miss takes a first look around, amid a sea of tantalizingly clean canvases…

"In the jung-le, the might-y jung-le....."

“In the jung-le, the might-y jung-le…..”

And then to work!

And then… to work! (Yes she chose to start with red herself)

Pose-y pic...

Pose-y pic…

Blink-y pic...

Blink-y pic…

The Getting Paint From Someone Maneuver...

The Why Yes, I’d Like More Paint Maneuver…

The Sideways I-Don't-Know-Why-She's-Painting-Like-This Maneuver...

The Sideways I-Don’t-Know-Why-She’s-Painting-Like-This Maneuver…

The Up-Down, All-Around set of moves:

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And What The Heck I Have TWO Hands Why Not

And The What The Heck, I Have TWO Hands

After that I started to rotate the canvas, because I really wanted a semi-artsy canvas, and otherwise most of her strokes would be up-down or splat-splat (yes this is an actual “art stroke” if you have a toddler)… I wanted her to do an Aelita Andre-like one, pouring paint and glitter on a canvas on the floor, but they don’t really encourage it because 1) the canvasses are packaged/ stored standing up which means all your hard work pouring paint a certain way will be flowing downwards unless you bring it home immediately, carrying it the entire time like you would a pizza box and leave it to dry like, a week, and 2) something about some toddlers not staying off the paint-filled canvas and you might have a hard time recognizing your child after (not to mention you’d have to bring your paint-filled child in the cab home unless you brought lotsa clothes to change… They always supply aprons, The Miss just didn’t want one, but if it’s a toddler they probably aren’t going to keep the paint on the aprons only, anyways)

*Brief Interlude while I packed a now-drowsy Miss home, rushing to make Rockstar’s official playdate even as the Artjam guys packed the Miss’ masterpiece for Rockstar and I to pick up later…

And then back wit Da Rockstar

And then back wit Da Rockstar

Yes that’s his painting – he chose Tatooine from the Google search “because it’s Anakin’s home planet”, and that is some laser battle going on with I forget what faction attacking the planet… Have to ask him again… Btw he almost always paints on very dark backgrounds – not just because of the Space fixation, when he did a sea one it also had to be very deep sea with ugly mug fish in some evolutionary food chain – this is why I said the Miss likes color a lot more..

Also, he says I spelled the planet wrong in my original blog post. (Tattooine, Tatooine, whatever who cares, only my 6 year old and like, a gadzillion Star Wars fans.)

Eye-ing the Miss’ painting in its box, I then decide to try and do a matching one, for a “mother and daughter series”. It turns out to be really hard to match the Miss’ random strokes and color choices and I’m hard-pressed to remember what she did, especially as hers is already boxed up.

This is Rockstar adding the same glitter to mine...

This is Rockstar adding the same glitter to mine…

And here’s the two, side by side:

Can you easily tell which is the Miss' and which is mine?

Can you easily tell which is the Miss’ and which is mine?

I originally wanted to have you guess, and then answer in the next post, but everyone I asked guessed right….. eventually, after some thought.

I put the Miss' flappy butterfly on hers

I put the Miss’ flappy butterfly on hers

The title of this mother-and-daughter combined work?

Butterfly In Abstract Flower Garden.

Because what else are you going to do with toddler paintings?

(No, really, that whole thing is the title :D)

ps: We appear to have lost her Bambi hair clip after this saga.  

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Little Miss-Speak #2 – Warm and Hot

#2

Little Miss: <pointing to floor-level light> Hot.

 Me: No, darling, warm.

Little Miss: Warm-hot.

 Me: It’s not really hot, darling. It’s just warm.

Little Miss: Hot.

Me: Warm. If it were hot you wouldn’t be touching it because it would hurt. You would say “Ow”.

Little Miss: <takes hand away and looks at me> Ow. 

Little Miss: <decisively> Hot. 

Me: Uh…

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Rockstarism #307 – Google Search Planets

#307

Me: Have you decided what you want to paint for Artjam tomorrow?

Rockstar: <looking up from laptop> Oh yeah. I’m thinking it’ll be a planet. 

Me: Well, Jupiter is a nice one, there’s the Great Red Spot and lotsa other patterns you can easily do with a sponge.

Rockstar: O-or, I could do a Star Wars planet. Hoth or Tattooine…

Me: I have no idea what those would look like though, you might have to Google it…

So then I walk by and see this on his screen:

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