Wednesday, January 30, 2008


Charlie, narrating conversations between two toy dinosaurs:

Dino 1: Do you want to play with me?
Dino 2: Yes! Let's go swimming!
Dino 1: OK! (both jump into a bowl of water).

Dino 1: Do you want to play with me?
Dino 2: No! I want to eat you.
Dino 1: Oh no, don't eat me!
Dino 2: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you (these must be Canadian dinosaurs) Do you want to swim?
Dino 1: OK! (again with the water)

Friday, January 18, 2008


Much cuteness abounds lately.

We're hearing opinions on music. "I like this pretty noise. This is a nice song," of Duke Ellington's Harlem Congo. "Turn it off. Turn it off now." of Kenna. (Sorry, Kenna. I like ya!)

He brought me a post-it. "Write, 'Speedy Gonzales, the fastest mouse in all Mexico'," he instructed me. Then he slapped it on his chest and ran around the house, shrieking in toddler cartoon Spanish.

The other night Charlie asked John for some cashews. He ate one and walked around with the other held above his head. "Look, Mommy, far away! It's the moon!"

Sunday, January 13, 2008


We all had a lovely afternoon at Ross Farm yesterday. Highlights included samples of home-made ice cream at the cooperage; watching the blacksmiths heat up a wagon rim in a bonfire and then fit it onto a wagon wheel; some scary geese; a purr factory of a tabby kitten in the horse barn; hot chocolate in the one-room schoolhouse (operational until 1959!); and a hilarious farty pig.

On our way out we stopped at the gift shop to look over some of the wooden things made on the farm. We considered wind chimes and a butter churn, then left with a nice tasting spoon for me and a little bank for Charlie. All morning he has been trading back and forth between "building words" with his alphabet cookie cutters and putting money in the bank. I think I'll go borrow a little of his work ethic.

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Tortoises, Trikes, and "T"s

Wow, lots of pics and not too many words lately! Time to change the trend.

After watching a few episods of Word World on PBS over the holidays, Charlie has plunged into a fascination with letters. Grandma gave him a beautiful puzzle with his name in wooden letters for Christmas which he's been playing with non-stop. I bought him a complete set of small wooden letters in addition. Yesterday the three of us went to Halifax to visit the Museum of Natural History again and while Charlie was excited to watch Gus the 85 year old tortoise walking through the halls, he was mostly thrilled by all the signs in the museum.

And of course, we're reading like gangbusters. Recent favorites include Harry the Dirty Dog and our new holiday classic, The Everything Seed: A Story of Beginnings.

Now we're off to try out his new trike outside, a Christmas gift from my much esteemed and much loved Aunt Sallea.

Friday, January 4, 2008

Christmas Morning