March 2008 Archives

Baseball is definitely back

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I just heard the Kansas City announcers describe a base hit as "vintage Grudzielanek".

Hooray for baseball! It's a holiday in the Furdell household... pretty much literally, as I'm taking the day off and we're all heading to the ballpark later to catch the Mariners-Rangers game. I've really been pining for the baseball, partially because the M's actually have a shot at the division this year (thanks to Los Angelheim having injury woes in its starting rotation), but also because we'll be going to a bunch of games with my baby son. (And then there's that whole matter of the Sonics being on the verge of leaving, from which we pretty much all need a distraction.)

My favorite M's blog is Lookout Landing. Here's their entry from the best game I attended last season.

Here's a video I sent to Theo, as a new anthem for baseball season.. Any attempt to explain it would prove fruitless, so I present it without further comment: the Peter Gammons theme song.


I'll not be watching

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I completely agree with this woman. I have long said that I will be holding my own personal boycott of the China Olympics, and I believe James is with me (he can correct me in the comments if I'm wrong). We were horrified when China was awarded the Games, and more than skeptical of all the promises they made to get them. Not surprisingly, those promises haven't been fulfilled. (And that article was written before the recent Tibetan protests.) I am not under any illusion that whether or not I watch will make a difference. Nonetheless, I will register my disgust and by turning off the TV. (Or, more likely, by watching Marx Brothers movies instead.)

Check me out

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I am a co-author on a chapter in this book. There's my name in the list of contributors! Sweet.

Inappropriate Laughter

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When your child does something he is not supposed to do, laughing definitely sends the wrong message. But sometimes it's just so funny I can't help it. So I laugh. And then he laughs. And then the jig is up, so to speak. For example:

Alex spits out his food. He has a cold, so his nose is stuffed up. That makes eating a bit of a challenge for him. He knows he can't breathe through his mouth and swallow at the same time, so he holds his breath and then opens his mouth for a bite (smart boy!). I put a spoonful of delicious sweet potatoes in his mouth. Then he decides he has held his breath for long enough, exhales sharply, and sweet potatoes go flying. The first time I thought, "heh." By the tenth time, I was giggling uncontrollably.

Alex falls down. It is not funny when Alex really hurts himself. And I don't want him to think I am laughing at his pain. But sometimes when he falls it is so slapstick I am sure he has a bright future in physical comedy.

Alex does something silly when he's supposed to be going to sleep. Bedtime has been going like clockwork for us lately. We bathe, we put on PJs, we read stories, we sing a song, and then in the crib and he's asleep in minutes. The morning nap is pretty smooth as well. So most of his antics occur when I'm trying to put him down for his afternoon nap. It has been taking anywhere between 30 and 90 minutes for him to go to sleep. Between the 20th and 30th minutes I start to get somewhat put out. Nonetheless, he can still crack me up with his inventive anti-sleep tactics. For one thing, he stands at the rail chewing the paint off the crib. So, in order to save the finish and prevent too much ingestion of paint chips, I go to lay him back down. On the way down, he manages to get a vise-like grip on the rail. As I tug to get him to let go, he laughs and laughs. There is something so knowing, so mischievous about this, and I can't help it -- I laugh. And then he thinks, "Mommy's laughing! I KNEW it was play time and not sleep time!"

I really need to work on my poker face. He already thinks it's funny when I try to use my serious voice (e.g., "no biting, Alex!"). Any attempts at discipline are going to be for naught if the first thing I do when he misbehaves is laugh.

Hurray!

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Muscat Grapes from Frank's
Originally uploaded by kfurdell
James and I went down to Pike Place Market on Saturday, and as we were on our way to Lowell's for a delicious lunch I noticed something exciting at all the fruit stands: It's Muscat Grape time! I was so excited. All through lunch I kept saying, "Muscat Grapes!" at random intervals. After lunch we headed straight to our favorite fruit stand, Frank's, and got as many as would fit into one bag. (The folks at Frank's LOVE Alex, and they always steer us toward the best fruit. I would never have discovered pluots or Asian pears if not for Frank's.)

If you've never had these grapes, you have to try them. They are the sweetness of green grapes and the flavor of purple grapes all in one. Is it weird to be so enthusiastic about grapes? Maybe. I don't care. Muscat grapes!

Nine months of Alex

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Originally uploaded by JFurdell
Our little monkey is 9 months old today. He has learned more in those 9 months than I have in 9 years. For example, he learned:

To roll from his tummy to his back, and then the other way.

To smile when he's happy (not just when he has gas).

To laugh at anything, any time.

To sit up, then stand up, then cruise along the furniture.

To find his voice, which can sound like singing (aaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaammmmmmAAAAA), like talking (blarghaman naythm), or like an elephant (I have no idea how to describe that one).

To whine (we're thrilled about that one).

To put things in his mouth, both good (Cheerios) and bad (dirty socks).

To hold his own spoon.

That Daddies make the best jungle gyms and Daddy shoulders are the best seats.

That Mommy hugs are the antidote to bumps on the head.

That sweet potatoes are delicious and asparagus not so much.

That Grover and Cookie Monster are hilarious (I guess he likes the blue ones).

That his own snot is tasty.

That Mommy's "stern Mommy" voice is funny (not the intended effect).

That the best toys are grown up toys like laptops and cellphones.

That getting new teeth hurts.

That ripping paper into tiny shreds is the most fun thing ever, and if you eat the shreds all the better.

That if you try hard enough you will eventually figure out how to get around Mommy's road blocks and put your hand right in the poo.

And that's just a sampling. Here are some things that I have learned as well:

To see the wonder in everyday things again.

To change diapers with lightning speed.

To function on ridiculously small quantities of sleep.

To perform complicated tasks with one hand.

That almost everything is an accident waiting to happen.

That poop comes in many different consistencies, colors, and odors. (Mmmm.)

That playing peek-a-boo for half an hour is not as boring as it sounds.

That if you're carrying an adorable baby strangers will be extremely nice to you.

That it is, in fact, possible to discern your baby's "Waaah!" from another baby's almost identical-sounding "Waaah!"

That Alex's smile is the antidote to any foul mood.

That peace, love, and happiness is having a baby asleep on your chest.

Happy 9-month birthday, baby!

Whither laptop

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My laptop is busted. The two-year-old hard drive failed, probably in protest for having to dogfood pre-release Vista in 2006. The old girl served me well since way back in... early 2004? Can that be right? I think it is... I'm pretty sure I constructed this blog on that laptop.

I don't mind telling you that this has made me, ostensibly a supposed "computer scientist," somewhat cranky. I no longer have my own laptop to open and search for websites, and I have to use Kimberly's iSomething instead. Excuse me, "MacBook." Don't tell Ballmer.

Meanwhile, the Dell laptop I just ordered apparently won't be ready for about three weeks. Three weeks! What am I, some kind of caveman? How am I supposed to deal with this injustice? Plus, I attended Microsoft's Techfest today, which is our Research & Development department's yearly show and tell, and all the cool projects they show off made me jealous. I want a Surface computer in my living room! And a World Wide Telescope!

OK, so even if those things were on the market I couldn't afford them. I'm having enough trouble deciding whether to send the busted hard drive in for a $400 data recovery job... do I spend the money, or spend all summer trying to re-rip my CDs? Not to mention the cost of buying a brand new laptop. Blehhh.

OK, it will be all right. At least I have Alex, and he, in turn, enjoys my cow noises.

You've already seen this...

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...but it's worth watching again, if only for Sarah Silverman's absolute glee as she reveals a shocking secret to longtime boyfriend Jimmy Kimmel.

Kimmel later did a response video that was, predictably, not nearly as funny.

Open Letter to Babies

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Dear Babies the World Over,

Unless you were just born, 4:20 a.m. is not an acceptable time to wake up in the morning. No amount of pooping, shrieking, or smiling adorably will make it so.

With much love (and deep, dark circles under our eyes),
Mommies the World Over

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