Friday, February 22, 2013


Zachary has been exploring the world of composition. He has been enjoying making up all sorts of funny and silly songs.

one of his recent (and more sensicle) is about not killing animals

Sarah caught most of it ....

Zachary is currently alternating between singing the spanish days of the week song, "Animals are good you shouldn't kill them they are part of nature don't cut down treeeeees", Batmaaaaaan.... Gold ranger!.... "Dinosaurs, dinosaurs, you shouldn't kill dinosaurs... Dinosaurs, dinosaurs, you can't find dinosaurs..."... oop, now spoken word "I am saying the introduction... This song is called the flight of the bumblebee... BZZ BZZ BZ I LIKE TO BZZ BZZ!...flying is my job.. making honey is my job!... " (repeat sections as you see fit) 

Monday, February 11, 2013

And then his brain exploded

Watching Zachary try to fall asleep is like watching a sperm whale battle a giant squid. It is painful, and intriguing, and you're never quite sure who is going to triumph.

This evening he was charming, but his brain is literally exploding like a pinball game gone sentient and out of control. As he was falling asleep he cycled through the following questions/statements/musings

1) What does it feel like when a mommy has a baby in her belly and she doesn't want it there? What does it feel like for the baby? Do you have to kill the baby? (I think, after some gentle exploring, that this is a mash up of our explanations of my work with The Lilith Fund along with one of his old teachers being very pregnant.) We discussed it. If you ever need advice on talking to your 5 year old about making babies, miscarriage, and abortion, let me know, because now I've been there. Heads up? Watch Mr. Popper's Penguins first.

2) How do you make rock? Can we make rock now? (No, go to sleep)

3) Is our sun going to explode? (In these instances being an astrophysicist totally pays off.)

4) Mommy, I want to take a break from Power Rangers for this week.  (why?) It gives me scary dreams. I want to only watch gentle shows this week. (DONE.)
(NB - We do not, a la "Clockwork Orange", hold his eyes open and force him to watch Power Rangers. I know, you're shocked.)

And, as Mark mentioned, he WROTE HIS FIRST CAPITAL R.  We did not initially appreciate the significance of his original announcement, but he drove home the point. "No, Mom. My first capital R EVER. I AM BLOWING MY MIND RIGHT NOW"

Point taken. Consider that all of us.

He finished the rest of his valentines tonight. He was quite insistant we finish them this evening. As we were getting ready for bed, out of the blue, "I am SO relieved about the valentines." (in what way?) "They were really pressing on me".

Oh man. He is so my kid.


"I want to make Willow a valentines"


"actually, no I don't cats can't open them!"

At the behest of Zachary's preschool teacher, he is writing his name and the name of each classmate in their valentines. It has been an exercise in adorable. He was jump up and down in his seat excited when he figured out how to do a capital R.

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Parent panic

Me walks into kitchen, where only minutes before Zachary had been eating breakfast. It's empty, ghost ship empty.

I call out "Zachary?"


Again "Zachary?"

I glance around the room to see if he's hiding anywhere. I notice the front door locks are unlatched.


this time with a little panic rising "Zachary??"


I peek into his room and ours, nope. not there.

"ZACHARY?" panic plus loud enough to get his attention if he's slipped outside

"yes Daddy" from behind me

that right he's standing on the toilet looking in the mirror brushing his teeth, 'course he couldn't answer.

Monday, February 4, 2013


Like with whistling, when Z sets his mind to it, there seems to be no stopping him.  At a parent teacher meeting recently, Diane suggested we take home the "Bob Books".  Zachary was stoked and is now sounding out books 1 through 4.  WOW! now he's a "reader", how did that happen so fast?