Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Talk the talk...

Mostly just photos for you this time, kids.

The weather has been really nice for the past week or so - although the temperature has been around the zero mark, there wasn't any wind or cloud, so it just felt crisp and lovely.

Henry and Ross and I went to the beach with the dogs and enjoyed the sunshine:
Every once in a while I just go 'holy crap, this beautiful majestic place is where I live'.
Kind of blows my mind.

Happy dog


What else? Henry's still feeling a bit under the weather, I'm taking him to get his ears checked again tomorrow, but hopefully it's all cleared up. He's mostly his cheerful self, and has been enjoying leikskoli for the last couple of days.

I've decided to try to teach Henry how to be careful with the camera instead of banning it completely. He seems to understand that he's not allowed to touch the lens part - he puts one finger on the barrel, looks at you and says 'no' while shaking his head. We're getting there.

Henry self portrait

He's getting amazing at talking; I'm continually surprised by how quickly he's picking things up. It sort of seems like he's gotten the hang of making the sounds he wants, so now it's just a matter of fine tuning the sounds, and then building up vocabulary.

He says the names of colours (my favourite is pur-pup-el), items of clothing (socks, shoes, hat! is the chant for getting ready to go outside), and all sorts of other stuff. He approximates a lot - I tried to get him to say 'takk fyrir mig'*, which he decided sounded basically like 'cock-a-doodle-doo'. Awesome.

* literally 'thanks for me', we say it after dinner

Also, I think he's been learning some Icelandic from leikskoli. I swear I've heard him say both 'komdu' (come on!) and 'sjáðu' (look at this!), which I can imagine him hearing a lot from the other kids. It is really bizarre, and I'm so interested to see how this bilingual thing plays out. It's weird enough thinking about learning your first language, let alone learning your second at the same time. Exciting times.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Darkness and bubbles

Henry went to leikskoli today for the first time since Thursday - I was going to send him yesterday, but he was still a bit out of sorts, so I decided not to push it. Best ever: he didn't cry at all when I dropped him off, he said hi to the ladies, and then wandered into the room and went to look at the toys! It was awesome.
 Also, guys, I think winter is coming. When we got in the car this morning, the streetlights were still on and it was pretty much DARK. It's amazing what a difference a week can make at this time of year...
Also weather related, I heard that there's going to be a northern lights segment as part of the weather forecast on the news. Pretty neat, hey? I always miss them, since I don't really leave the house much at nighttime, but it'd be handy to know as a tourist or when we have visitors. I just realised I've never tried to take photos of the northern lights with the swanky camera, so I must give that a go this winter.


Ooh, ooh, I remembered what I was going to mention in my last post. I've been reading a bunch of books on my Kindle, from a whole pile of them that Vicki got from a friend. Included on that disc was Machine of Death, a book of short stories based on one of Ryan North's dinosaur comics. If you can't be bothered following the links, the basic idea is that there's a machine that tells you how you're going to die - short phrases like DROWNING or OLD AGE.  But the machine 'delights in ironically vague deaths', so NATURAL CAUSES could be 'hit in the head by a koala bear'.

Anyway, I found it a super interesting and fun read, and it's available for free as a pdf, or you can buy a hardcopy! YAY FOR GOOD THINGS!


And finally, I'll leave you with Henry having feelings about bubbles:

Saturday, October 6, 2012


Here is a somewhat funny situation. It might be ironic, but I'm so hesitant to use that word ever.
I started out writing a post the other day, wherein I congratulated myself on my rad parenting skills with regards to toothbrushing:
Henry does not like to have his teeth brushed, so we'd just about resorted to pinning him down and getting it over with. This, however, led to much screeching, and I was a bit paranoid that he'd be traumatised for life.

Then last night I set up a drive-thru toothbrushing system. Henry scoots around on his little car, then we drive up to Ross, who makes fun brushy noises while he cleans Henry's teeth. Before he gets sick of it, we back off and drive around some more. Yay, funtimes!

Mmm, self-congratulatory! I think that since Henry has started saying 'no', it feels like a victory when we manage to convince him to do something. He seems to have really strong opinions about stuff, so when I get through to him, I feel like a winner!

Anyway, the ironic part (if that word means what I think it means) is that the day after my super-parenting, Henry woke up from his afternoon nap and would not stop crying. This is so unusual for him, so I figured he must be in some sort of pain - bellyache, toothache? We ended up going to the doctor, where we discovered that he has a pretty bad ear infection.

Because it was quite bad, I feel like I probably should have noticed earlier and taken him to the doctor a week or two ago... Baaaaaaad parenting! was my gut reaction.
On the other hand, he didn't have a temperature or anything, and he has been teething and a bit flu-y since he started leikskoli. So I guess I didn't do too badly - as soon as he communicated that something was wrong, I took him to the hospital. It just seemed a little too neat, coming straight after my 'I am awesome!' post. Ah well, such is life.

Anyway, I'm now getting the chance to use all my baby-manipulation skills to convince him to take his antibiotics and panadol. He seems much chirpier now, so we're all pretty relieved and happy.


 What else? It is quite lovely and autumny at the moment, I have decided that autumn is vastly underrated. Or maybe I have just underrated it all my life - I am appreciating it now, though.

Mum and Dad are still here, picking up all the slack, and hopefully having a good time with us. Between walking dogs and babysitting and cementing the shed, their days are pretty busy. It is so nice having them here...

Hmm, I'm sure that many things have happened that I wanted to write about, but I can't remember any of it. I have picked up a cold from somewhere (mostly likely Henry and his germy friends), and I'm feeling like the biggest wimp right now! Time to go to sleep and feel better in the morning.