Oklahoma

This is devastating.

Aerial view of the devastation in Moore, OK. (Photo: KFOR)

Aerial view of Moore, OK after an F4 tornado passed through the town yesterday afternoon. (Photo: KFOR)

When I was in second grade, a tornado passed directly over my elementary school. Growing up in Dallas, our school had tornado drills at least once a month in the spring, so we all knew what to do when the warning came. Within minutes, my classmates and I were huddled in the hall, heads tucked into the crack between the smooth cold concrete floor and the brick wall of the reinforced hallway, fingers laced over the back of our heads, braced for impact.

I don’t know how long we stayed there. In my memory the moment consumes the entire day, although in truth it must have been only a few short minutes. Just long enough for the other classes to file in along the wall behind us, and for the litany of fear from the little girl huddled next to me to burn itself into my brain.

I still dream about her. About Toni, who spent the entire time crying inconsolably, not for us, but for her mother, who had just been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and who was hospitalized somewhere out there in the path of the storm.

I thought about Toni yesterday as I watched the coverage from Oklahoma. Sent up a prayer for her along with all my other prayers for the folks in the path of yesterday’s monster storms.

I always hated spring in Texas.

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In which I am forced to confront my own irrelevance

The Six-Year-Old, holding up a picture of a pine tree in the sun: “Mommyo, what color on here do you want the back of the tapestry to be?”

Mommyo: “I like the green or the brown.”

The Six-Year-Old, decidedly: “I’ll color it yellow.”

The tapestry in question. (Art: The Six-Year-Old, Photo: Shala Howell)

The tapestry in question. (Art: The Six-Year-Old, Photo: Shala Howell)

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In which Daddyo schools Mommyo on wine

Scene: Mommyo and Daddyo are discussing which wines to buy to fill out our woefully depleted wine rack.

Mommyo (whose migraines keep her from drinking red wine), practically: “If it were left up to me, I’d get one red and one white. Or really, two whites and a red. Or maybe, for display purposes, a red, a white, and a rosé.”

Daddyo, respectfully: “There may be a fancy rosé, but in general I think rosés are thought of more as belonging in an igloo cooler than a wine rack.”

Our wine rack. As you can see, some restocking is required. (Photo: Shala Howell)

Our wine rack. As you can see, some restocking is required. (Photo: Shala Howell)

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The Six-Year-Old celebrates Take Your Tiger to Work day

It’s Endangered Species Day, and you know what that means: It’s Take Your Tiger to Work day.

The Six-Year-Old, on finding Tigery already stationed at her desk: “What are we going to do today, Tigery?”

Tigery, in a voice that sounds suspiciously like Daddyo’s: “The same thing we do every day, The Six-Year-Old: Try to take over the world!”

(Photo: Shala Howell)

(Photo: Shala Howell)

What’s Endangered Species Day?

Endangered Species Day, observed on the third Friday in May, is an opportunity for all Americans to learn more about country’s endangered species and about simple everyday actions we can take to protect them. Thousands of Americans celebrate the day by visiting their local zoos, wildlife refuges, parks, aquariums, botanical gardens, or by attending one of the many festivals set up to mark the day (and educate the public). Learn more about Endangered Species Day at StopExtinction.org.

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Guess who got her yellow stripe yesterday?

Guess who got her yellow stripe yesterday?

We interrupt our regularly scheduled Wordless Wednesday with this important news update. The Six-Year-Old has earned her first yellow stripe in karate. Congratulations, The Six-Year-Old!

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Wordless Wednesday: My blog might be taking over my life

For Mother’s Day, The Six-Year-Old, Daddyo, and I traipsed down to Harvard Square for a little sight-seeing and shopping. Of course, we popped into the Harvard Coop. Doesn’t everybody?

While we were there, The Six-Year-Old wanted to try on “one of those fancy Harvard hats.” She looked so cute in it, naturally I asked her to pose for a picture.

So she did.

The Six-Year-Old wearing a very fancy Harvard hat. (Photo: Shala Howell)

The Six-Year-Old wearing a very fancy Harvard hat. (Photo: Shala Howell)

Thanks to Caterpickles, I may never be able to get a picture with my daughter’s face in it again. My Fifty-Year-Old self is probably going to be pretty mad about that.

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What’s Wordless Wednesday?

Recently I discovered Wordless Wednesdays through the blog, 5 Minutes for Mom. Basically, on Wednesdays all around the Internet, bloggers post their favorite photos, ideally without any words to accompany them, but often with 1-2 sentences of context. I’m not a photo-blogger. I’m more of a word girl, so I thought Wordless Wednesday would be fun.

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The Six-Year-Old Watches Cartoons: “Superman Episode 3: The Arctic Giant” (1942)

Superman from the title sequence of the 1942 cartoon, "The Arctic Giant." (Public Domain)

Superman from the title sequence of the 1942 cartoon, “Superman: The Arctic Giant.” (Public Domain)

Every Sunday afternoon (at least, every Sunday that we can manage it), our family clusters on the couch with a bowl of fresh-popped popcorn and proceeds to haggle over our Sunday Afternoon Movie.

Sometimes we pick a classic movie, like Star Wars, The Wizard of Oz, or Charlie Chaplin’s The Tramp. Sometimes we pick more contemporary fare like Kung Fu Panda or Hop.
Often we don’t watch a movie at all, and settle in for a new-to-us documentary (The Six-Year-Old is particularly fond of Kara Cooney’s Out of Egypt series), or an episode of Jeremy Wade’s River Monsters (thanks for the tip, Grandpa).

A few weeks ago, though, we were in the mood for old-timey cartoons, so Daddyo put together a marathon of the original Superman cartoons from the 1940s. Watching old Superman cartoons is inherently fun, not only because of the way Superman’s skills have evolved over the years (Superman doesn’t fly in these old cartoons — he sproings to where he’s going like some sort of caped flea), but also because The Six-Year-Old comments freely on what she’s seeing.

Episode Three: The Arctic Giant was particularly entertaining. In it, a group of scientists have discovered a frozen T. Rex somewhere in Siberia. Naturally, they haul it back to the United States and exhibit it to the public.

Frozen T. Rex on exhibit. (Public Domain)

Frozen T. Rex on exhibit. (Public Domain)

The delightfully steam-punk refrigeration machine keeping the T. Rex in a deep freeze breaks during the exhibition and the T. Rex melts in a matter of minutes.

The melting T. Rex from 1942's Arctic Giant. (Public Domain)

The melting T. Rex from 1942′s “Superman: The Arctic Giant.” (Public Domain)

The Six-Year-Old: “Note to self. This isn’t good.”

The T. Rex slams its spiny tail into a building. Chaos erupts on the streets. A man shouts, “It’s alive!” Cars crash, a woman screams.  Music swells dramatically.

The T. Rex demolishes a building in 1942's Arctic Giant. (Public Domain)

The T. Rex demolishes a building in 1942′s “Superman: The Arctic Giant.” (Public Domain)

The Six-Year-Old, disgustedly: “T. Rex didn’t have spines. Sheesh.”

The T. Rex flares his claws and snarls threateningly as he’s barraged by a stream of useless bullets.

Too many fingers. (Public Domain)

The T. Rex from 1942′s “Superman: The Arctic Giant.” (Public Domain)

The Six-Year-Old, distractedly: “Huh? He didn’t have five fingers.”

The T. Rex wades into a river, destroying a dam, overturning a boat full of passengers, and tearing apart a bridge like a toddler smashing through a building block village. Superman scrambles to keep up.

T. Rex wades to the dam in Arctic Giant (Public Domain)

T. Rex wades to the dam in “Superman: The Arctic Giant” (Public Domain)

The Six-Year-Old: “Hey! That’s the old-timey way to have him stand.”

Mommyo, soothingly: “Well, at least they got the three toes right.”

The Six-Year-Old, disgustedly: “The tongue’s all wrong though.”

The T. Rex tries to eat Lois. I confess, I'm kind of sorry it didn't work. Lois is a bit of a twit in the original series. (Public Domain)

The T. Rex tries to eat Lois. I confess, I’m kind of sorry it didn’t work. Lois is a bit of a twit in the original series. (Public Domain)

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In which The Six-Year-Old deploys her secret weapon

chessReading

Looks like Daddyo’s chess domination days may be numbered.Cover of "Chess for Children"

In case you’re curious, the book The Six-Year-Old is reading is Chess for Children by Murray Chandler.

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Wordless Wednesday: Our Magical Red Bush

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

One of my favorite parts of spring is that moment when I walk outside and catch the mysterious red bush in front of our house in bloom for the first time. You’d think I’d remember it was going to happen, but this bush sports only red or purplish leaves for ~360 days a year, so its fresh white flowers in May always feel like a joyful surprise.

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What’s Wordless Wednesday?

Recently I discovered Wordless Wednesdays through the blog, 5 Minutes for Mom. Basically, on Wednesdays all around the Internet, bloggers post their favorite photos, ideally without any words to accompany them, but often with 1-2 sentences of context. I’m not a photo-blogger. I’m more of a word girl, so I thought Wordless Wednesday would be fun.

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In which The Six-Year-Old visits Faneuil Hall

I am not blessed with words this morning, but we did get to spend a couple of hours acting like tourists this weekend in Faneuil Hall, so I am blessed with pictures. Enjoy!

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

One of the signs of spring in Boston is the arrival of the street performers at Faneuil Hall. Among the first to greet us was this lovely living statue. A sign at her feet said “Drop a dollar in the column and receive a fortune.”

Ever obedient, especially when it comes to giving out Daddyo’s money, The Six-Year-Old happily obliged. In return, the bronze statue came to life and handed her a scroll which read “Many happy things are coming your way.”

I can only assume the Bronzed Woman was talking about the Balloon Man at Quincy Market, who made The Six-Year-Old this Very Gigantic Balloon Hat, and two little cats to go with it.

(Photo: Michael Howell)

The Six-Year-Old conquers Quincy Market (Photo: Michael Howell)

One of the most magical things about this impressive feat of balloon sculpting is the fact that its shadow glows in colors.

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

Balloon sculpture on head, The Six-Year-Old wandered up to this sparkling silver statue.

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

An old hand in the art of bringing statues to life, she immediately held out her hand to Daddyo for the requisite Magic Dollar. In return, she received a golden butterscotch.

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

It can’t be fun to wear all that make-up for all those hours, but these women are truly spectacular. Even if they did warp my daughter’s sight for a little while.

(Photo: Michael Howell)

(Photo: Michael Howell)

The Six-Year-Old: “Daddyo, how much will it cost to bring that statue to life?”

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