Wednesday, September 28, 2011

A yellow ribbon

So tonight Rose Pink picked out of the songbook, "She Wore A Yellow Ribbon", which is an old song about a girl who wears a yellow ribbon 'for her lover who was far, far away'.  I think this is where the tradition of yellow ribbons for soldiers came from back in the nineties.  Anyway, Rose Pink is listening and first asks me why she's wearing a yellow ribbon, and then as we get further on in the song she exclaims, "Oh!  She's wearing it for her boyfriend?  She must think she's a tree!"

28 September 2011

I started wearing my glow-in-the-dark vest when I ride in this week, because it's dark in the mornings now. Nut Brown got out of bed the other morning when I was just getting out of the shower. He was all bleary-eyed coming into the bathroom so I turned the lights off for him, thinking if I kept it dark he'd go back to bed (it was 6:30 am). He used the toilet and then said to me, You shouldn't be up in the middle of the night, Mom. And then went back to bed!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011


From Mr. Brown: How on earth can my little girl be old enough to lose baby teeth. I can still clearly remember losing my own teeth and so this connects us in a way her earlier milestones do not. My mind boggles at the idea that it has been nearly seven years since she was born and changed my life so completely.

Friday, September 16, 2011

16 Sep 2011

I'm on the phone with Mr. Brown and in the background I can hear Rose Pink and Nut Brown reading our nursery rhyme book together. They're clapping hands to 'Patty Cake' and singing 'Teddy Bear, Teddy Bear", and I can hear Rose Pink reading 'Wheels on the Track' to him. My heart is all tender.

Last night, I watched three boys for another mum from church, and watched Rose Pink lead a game where one of them pretended to be food the others were creating (hot dog, pizza, pie) and then the 'food' got up and ran off while the others chased it. They took turns... this comes from two books we've read: Pete's A Pizza by William Steig and The Runaway Dinner by Allen Ahlberg. They were having an excellent time together.

Then they all went downstairs and Nut Brown wanted to play the game just with me ('but don't tickle me, Mommy!') and then read the nursery rhyme book with me, snuggled in my lap in our pink reading chair. So sweet to be with him.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

steam shovel

The other day my family came and stole me away from work for lunch and there was a piece of large yellow equipment in operation behind the restaurant, so being that we have a small boy we of course stopped to observe. The operator offered to let the kids ride with him in the large yellow equipment and pull levers and push buttons. I couldn't believe our luck. Nut Brown just about died from happiness.

Alas, we did not have a camera. Happily, when we returned the next week, the large yellow equipment was still there, although not operating.

Also, I asked the kids to draw pictures of their experience.

Nut Brown: Rose Pink: please note that she carefully detailed her shiny new shoes.

happy sunday

gia's visit

Gia came to visit in early September and
we went to the zoo (Nut Brown is a prairie dog)
read books together visited a new metro park by Lake St. Clair enjoyed dinner at an Indian restaurant shopped at an Indian grocery store Thank you for coming to see us, Gia!

Tuesday, September 6, 2011


It seems like each summer has a theme... the summer that Nut Brown was born, the theme was Popsicles on the front porch, and the summer after that it was ice cream in little ramekins on the front porch. Last summer the theme was going places: the zoo, Greenfield Village... This summer the theme has been riding bikes. We have ridden them so many places together. I love it.

6 September 2011

I started a new job this week. It's the first time in three years that I've had a new job and that feels like a long time. My first week went really well, and I'm confident of my ability to succeed in this new job. So that's all happy. It also promises to have less overtime in September, so I'm looking forward to a more relaxed month than I would have had at my old job.

This weekend we went to two different festivals. Arts, Beats & Eats is in downtown Royal Oak, and we'd heard so much about it we figured we'd go since we could ride our bikes down. Saturday it was really, really hot (mid-nineties) but we went anyway. Looking at all the art for sale was really interesting. The kids were kind of half-heartedly interested until we bought them ice cream.

Monday we drove up to the Peach Festival in Romeo. There were two parades (which is why I picked Monday to attend) but a cold front had come through Saturday night and we weren't prepared for how cold it was (low sixties) and so we went home, put on more jackets, and went back to Arts Beats & Eats. The parade we saw in Romeo was extremely cute: the theme was candy, so we saw a Girl Scout troop dressed as M&Ms, a dance school dressed as Gummi Bears, lots of hershey's kiss costumes, and a group of people dressed as Peeps. Also, Po and Master Shifu on a float associated with a local martial arts school. It was a really great parade. The kids were totally into it but it was too cold to stay for the second parade. Next time, we'll bring more coats and stuff.

We got to see Big Bad Voodoo Daddy play at Arts Beats & Eats on Monday night, which is a band that Mr. Brown & I fell in love to when we started dating. So that was totally fun, to dance in the back of the parking lot while they were playing. It was a pretty fun show, but way too short in my opinion. More ice cream and fair food for the kids, who thought the show was boring because their parents were dancing with each other and not with them. (We rode our bikes down to Arts, Beats & Eats both days: this is one of my most favorite things about Royal Oak and where we live: biking to interesting places is totally possible and even encouraged. They had special 'bike parking' set up for the festival.) Although we enjoyed the festival, we spent too much money, so I don't know if we'll go again next year or not. Maybe we'll just avoid the food booths next year. With what we spent on food, we could have actually bought a piece of artwork (and there was some lovely stuff for sale) and then we'd still have something to show for the weekend.

Saturday night there was a tremendous storm when the cold front came through. Nut Brown was sleeping in the basement but started crying in fright when the power went off. We tucked them back in together in their upstairs room (air conditioning doesn't work very well upstairs, which is why they were in the basement) and then the power came back on, and went back off, and then something exploded behind our neighbor two doors down, and the power never came back on. It's still off. Luckily some of our neighbors took our freezer food and some friends from church took our fridge stuff (what we didn't eat immediately) and so now the only problem is hot water for showers. We have a gas stove so cooking hasn't been a problem, but I miss most being able to turn on the lights.

It has been an interesting couple of days as Mr. Brown and I have lost our most expedient escape from our troubles: the computer/internet/computer games. So we've had to do less running away from problems and more addressing them. In some ways this is good and in some ways it is exhausting. I think Mr. Brown has done a better job addressing problems, and I have been putting more energy into running away from them in different ways.

Our phone doesn't work either at the moment, so if we don't return your phone calls please don't be mad. We're thinking it may be a while still before the power company gets to us because it was a really localized outage (our neighbors across the street have power) and they're probably working on the 'low-hanging fruit' of power restoration before they get to small fry like us and the six houses on our block affected by that transformer. Boy, it sure was exciting when it exploded. It turned the sky blue and green and orange.

The other interesting thing about this power outage is that our garage door won't open now because there is a door opener on it. So it better not rain at all this week because I can't get my car out of the garage to drive to work. Luckily we park Flash in the driveway during the summer so he was still available to drive us to church and other places.

We did get to know our neighbors a little better: especially our neighbor across the street. She came over to ask how we were, and told me that her husband died two weeks ago. She is very nice, and we are going to be making friends with her more, I think.