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Costa Rica

So!  We're off on our 2012 tour. Our plans have changed drastically in the last 2 days- we are having to switch things up because of a wee visa problem.  

We'll hop on a plane to Costa Rica tomorrow and enjoy the sites there for a while, then hit up Brazil, and so on. We are all really, really excited to get started. 

Have you been to Costa Rica?  What should we do, see and eat, and where should we stay? Should I already know this?  Yes. But we usually have no itinerary the day before we hit up a country so this is par for the course.  

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Images from a wedding at the Parker Hotel in Palm Springs. Yay!

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Whirlwind.

Alright, so clearly we need to blog about our adventures in

a) Sydney

b) New Zealand

c) first day of Japan

but for now, let's just discuss how, in the first few hours of being in Japan, our kids have been given all manner of free toys and have been showered with attention.

And?

THE KIDS FREAKING LOVE IT.

Who wouldn't?

Best quote of the day, via Isaac:

"Guys, I like Japan waaaaay more than I like Utah."

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Pictures from a truly lovely wedding with Liz and Jeremy. Congrats, you two.

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No You Are

I often ask my children to do unreasonable things.  When they ask me to cook or clean or launder, I sometimes ask them to do it for me instead.  

“Daddy, will you wash my clothes?” Isaac asks.  

“Isaac, will you wash my clothes?”  I reply.  

It is really a non-clever extension of the most non-clever retort.  You know the one.  

Person A: “You’re stupid.”

Person B: “You’re stupid.”  B then grins stupidly, as if he really zinged A.  That is the best that this retort gets.  Often it looks like this:

A:  “Your red plaid socks don’t match your purple paisley hat.”

B:  “Your red plaid socks don’t match your purple paisley hat.”

A:  “You do realize that I am not wearing either of those items.”

B:  “Well, just because you are not wearing them, doesn’t mean they match.”

A:  “I don’t own either of those items.”

B:  “But, still.”

A:  “...”

Just like the retort, sometimes my petitions are ridiculous.  

“Daddy, will you let me watch a show.”

“Izzy, will you let me watch a show.”

“Yes, Daddy, I will.”

“Oh. I see what you did there.”

Having been tricked by a four-year old, but mostly by my dumb formula, we watch a nature program.  The kids love nature shows.  Probably this is a forced love.  Nature shows are one of the few things we let them watch.   Hopefully, there is more to it than that though.   

One segment of the show follows a herd of elephants.  There is a drought.  The elephants stagger through the desert in search of water.  As they search, some members of the herd succumb to thirst; in particular, a baby elephant.  The elephant’s mother stays with the elephant until she can no longer afford to.  She eventually leaves her calf to preserve her own life.  It is sad and touching.  

Isaac is revolted.  Isabelle is thoughtful.  A couple of minutes later she starts to cry.  We ask her what is wrong.  She says, “I don’t want you guys to give up on me if I am hurt.”  Thanks a ton, nature.

We explain that we will not ever.  We tell her that elephants and people are different.  Although the momma elephant had to leave her calf, we will never leave our Izzy.  No drought could separate us.  No matter what, we are her parents, and we will never give up on her.  She accepts this.

At night, Isaac asks if I will read a bedtime story to him.

Cleverly, as established above, I ask him to read me a bedtime story.  

Cleverly, as in actually clever, he responds, “I will read to you.  I will read to you every night.  I will read to you ten books every night.  I love you.”  This is six-year-old battle at its best.  He is not so much volunteering to do this as indicting me for not.  

Isabelle chimes in.  “Me too.  I will read to you for as long as you want.  I will read to you fifty stories.  As many as you want.  Really.”

She then adds, “And when you are hurt, I will never give up on you.”  This is four-year-old sweetness at its best.

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More from this wedding soon. Awesome kiss, right?

 

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First Steps

Isaac is becoming a solid reader.  Is reading the last great stage that a parent gets to experience?  Do you remember when your child first walked?  That was special.  The completely ridiculous way in which he spasmodically threw one leg in front of the other.  The way in which he managed to do this two whole times before bashing his head on the ground.  (Don’t judge me.  After all, we are talking about your child.  And also it was on plush carpet.  Hypothetically.)  More importantly, the way that it made your heart beam.

Or his first word?  In Isaac’s case it was vent.  Look, I don’t really know what that means.  (Have you ever met anyone who didn’t realize that starting sentences with look was not polite?)

I also loved the much less praised stage of “thinking”.  When Isaac was two my dear grandmother called him an idiot.  I would have tried to explain to her that calling two-year olds idiots is not cool, but I was too afraid of being called an idiot.  Her sentiment, while expressed poorly, was understood.  Up until a certain stage kids are just sponges.  

When you see them think for themselves the first time, it is special.  When Isaac saw a piece of feces on the sidewalk and said “dog,” I was proud.  Deductive reasoning.  Higher brain power.  

Reading is the same for me.  Isaac read Amelia Bedelia to me today.  It amazes me that kids can learn to read.  I amaze easily, my grandmother always said, on account of being an idiot.  We tell them that when marks are made a certain way, they make letters.  When those letters are arranged a certain way, they made words.  When those are arranged a certain way, they make thoughts.  

From this, our kids learn to make sense of these foreign marks and access the mind of the writer.  To hear Isaac chortle about Amelia Bedelia’s misunderstandings is magical.  It is fleetingly sweet.  

In these moments, I am forced back to his first steps.  To his first words.  To his ever lengthening milestones.  It is both satisfying and terrifying.  

PS  I am a dork for not making it obvious that I graduated from law school almost 6 years ago.  Sometimes, I write in a weird tense, because, well, I am weird.  Hate to let that cat out of the bag.  I am now a reformed lawyer.

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