The Sixth Sense

Ok, back a few months ago on a site I follow called Slashdot (news for nerds!) I read about this guys "sixth sense computer." Basically, it was the coolest thing I'd ever heard of. Read the little blurb! Basically (Ok, I know you didn't click on the link) it's a little computer you wear which sticks you into a digital world, but in the real world. By wearing basically a webcam on you, you can now turn any surface at all, your hand included, into a digital surface. If you are walking around and you want to take a photo, you hold your hands up as if you had a camera in them, and "click" and you've taken a photo. You can then push that photo out onto a flat wall next to you, edit it, then email it someone. it's AMAZING. When I first read about this, the estimate was that something like this would be out on the market very soon, with a price tag of about $600 because this guy who invented it, he's making the software opensource. OMG.

I've linked to a video (it's captioned!) about this. It's about 13 minutes long, but if you are at all interested in this kind of thing, so worth watching. If you want, just skip to about 8 minutes in, and watch what it can do. The first few minutes are all about how he came up with it. But wow, is it ever COOL.

Thanks Pranav Mistry for inventing this!

Tuesday Tee-hee-hee

So, the kids are becoming increasingly funny.

Zach talks to much it's amazing. He isn't even two yet.

His newest thing is to inform me, after every song that ends (on the radio, being sung in church, whatever...) that "mommy, that song so funny!" doesn't matter what the song was about, it's apparently the funniest thing he's ever heard!

He also asks, all the time "Mommy, hold my hand." If he wants to walk downstairs, it's "Mommy, hold my hand." If he wants to go someplace but he's a little unsure "Mommy, hold my hand." When we get out of the car in the mornings to walk into daycare "Mommy, hold my hand." It's very sweet and I really hope he wants to hold my hand for years to come, however, I'm pretty sure he'll go back to hating to hold my hand once spring hits. (Although, the way our weather is going, can you have spring if winter never comes????)

Last night, while the Doodle was refusing to go to sleep, she started to tell me jokes. The first bunch were a variety of knock knock jokes that she found hilarious, which all ended in things like: "Who's there?" "Stink butt." ha ha ha!!! (not that I laughed, but she thought it was a gut buster.)

Well, then she comes up with a doosy (which she must have gotten from the boys at daycare).

"why didn't the skeleton cross the road? Because he didn't have the guts!"

I was shocked! good for her! At four years old, at 10 PM, she remembered a joke, and got the punch line correct! That's amazing!!!!!!

Now, it's just too bad that it was 10 PM, and she should have been sleeping.

Crazy Crayola

(Picasso Jr. and his cousin, Michaelangelo Jr)

Last weekend I got a call asking if my 5YrOld neice and 2YrOld nephew could spend the night while my soon to be sister in law went out with friends to celebrate her engagement.

I said SURE! cause I love the little guys, and my kids love having her kids to play with. They all get along great, and I think they miss each other.

The sleep over part went over semi great. It was 7:30 when I grabbed the kids from my Mom's house (we had a dinner to go to so I couldn't take them earlier.) On the way to get them, the Doodle, who remembers the oddest things at the oddest times, and is sorta obsessive, suddenly gets very upset and starts going on about how a friend of hers, Benjamin, decorated her fish that she made at Sunday School and now she'll never be able to do something with it again. I thought, this is a good lesson to re-enforce how Jesus teaches us to forgive people when they make mistakes and that Benjamin didn't mean to ruin her fish. So, we talked about forgiveness and I told her that Jesus wants us to forgive our friends when they do something that hurts us, especially if we know they didn't mean to hurt us. And her response? "Well, he's not here now, is he?" sigh... not what I was trying to get across! silly 4YrOld!

So, we picked up the other two monkeys. When we got home I put the boys in the bath, got them ready for bed. Peyton decided he wanted the crib, which worked out well because Zach wanted the play pen. All is good. I tuck them in, give them both sippy cups with water, snuggle buddies, soft blankies, kisses, and say good night. I walk out of the room. Before I even close the door, Peyton yells "BOO". Zach erupts in howls of laughter. They start throwing things at each other. they were worse than teenage girls! I went through this for about an hour, going back in, settling them down, finding fallen "su-su's". Finally I gave up and put Zach in the play pen in the living room, as it was past 9 PM by this time and they weren't settlilng in. Danica was long asleep, and Kayla ended up sleeping wtih me because she missed her Mom. Arthur put her back in Danica's room when he got home.

The next morning Art was gone bright and early (at 10 am) to a ball hockey game. I made the kids pancakes. While I was doing dishes, I could hear, from Danica's room, scribble scribble. I'm thinking, that's odd.

Now, let me explain something. We have Crayola Window Writers at home. This is probably a bad idea. We used to let the kids draw on the patio doors in the kitchen with them, but I have since torn down my hiddeous blue and pink plastic blinds and frosted the door for privacy. So, no more drawing on that door. Now, the kids are allowed to draw on Danica's window with the Window Writers. recently, we also purchased some Crayola "'pipsqueaks." The girls were in the bathroom with the stools playing in the sink. The boys didn't have stools. Zach was standing on a box in Danica's room to draw on the window but she yelled at him for standing on it. So, I thought the boys were playing somewhere else.

Little did I know....

I say "hey boys! Whatcha doing?"

Well, Michaelangelo Jr comes running out of the room (Peyton) markers in hand, yelling "marker!" To show me what he means, he continues to colour on his belly. eek!

I go into the room and am treated to Picasso Jr still creating art.

EEP!

Well, let me just say. Crayola isn't lying when they say washable. The marker came off the walls, windows, bed, bedding, books, babies and clothing.

They were thourough too. They even reached behind the night stand and dresser to make sure their masterpiece encompasssed all it could.

Being sweet little two year olds, they happily brought me all the markers they could find so I could put them up high.

Best part? About two PM when I was folding laundry? Turns out the little artists found three markers we had somehow missed and created masterpiece number two in the same spot. I was a little afraid because this time they got ahold of a pink highlighter as well, but it came off just as easily.

I can't wait for their next sleep over to see what adventures they have. Cause it's gonna be at their Aunties house! Not mine! ha ha!

Ride the Wave

Ok, I'm going to attempt to publish a google wave here...

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Baby Soup

*Ok, so annoyed. Created this whole post, and then all of a sudden, the whole thing when centered, then when I hilighted it to make it all go back to the left where it belongs, the whole thing disappeared! some days I really don't like blogger...)

On Saturday morning Zachy walked up to his dad in the kitchen and said:

"Daddy. I need my baby soup."

Now, Arthur couldn't figure out for the life of him what on Earth this kid wanted.

There are a few facts that you should know though.

1)They were in the kitchen and Zach was facing the pantry

2) Zach doesn't even like soup

3) It was Saturday morning, and we have swimming lessons Saturday morning. And the Doodle was putting on her bathing suit at this time.

it was pretty funny.

In other news, Mommy forgot her baby soup at home. I thought I had put it in the bag, but I didn't. So, when the time came at the pool, Zach couldn't even swim in his baby soup.

Zach: as seen this summer in his baby soup