Jul. 3rd, 2009

conuly: (ducky)
Mines instead of mine, and double negatives. I know, I know, dialectical variation and all that, but it still grates to hear! And of course two days after Ana picked them up, Evangeline stole them directly from her. (It's really remarkable how much Evangeline idolizes her big sister.)

Evangeline (today, while "putting on a show"): Connie, ask me if I want a cookie.
Me (thinking that she didn't say please): *silence*
Evangeline: Connie, you didn't say nothing!
Me: On the contrary, I most certainly did say nothing.
Evangeline: Bu- SAY SOMETHING! Please?

You can't trip up these girls about anything, you know :)

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Evangeline has a quirk with certain past tenses. I'm trying to work out how this quirk exactly works - every time I notice it I think I should write it down, and then by the time I get where I can and I also remember to do so, I've forgotten the exact situation!

With words like had and got, she tends to go "hadded" and "gotted". This is new. I remember hearing the words, but I seem to remember that there was something interesting about it, not just a case of her trying to both use what she knows is the correct form and ALSO use what she knows is the right way to past-tense a verb. But maybe I'm misremembering. When I see them again (they're up with their grandmother for the week) I'll pay closer attention.

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Today, the girls were outside making HUMONGOUS bubbles and the baby next door, Madison, came over to pop them. Madison was having a BLAST toddling around after the "big" girls and grinning like... something... that... grins a lot. And the girls were having fun with her. Evangeline came running up to tell me she came over (because a Connie hath not eyes to see, apparently), and then ran back down so she could "be nice to her".

And I'm looking at this kid, who is only as much younger than Evangeline as Evangeline is than Ana, and they DWARFED her. She looked so TINY, and they both looked so BIG, my little nieces.

But you know what struck me? In comparison to Madison, the two of them looked just about the same height. Evangeline, when I bother to look, I can see that she's barely half a head shorter than her sister, and she's more filled out as well - Ana is a skinny Minnie, really. And the two of them are only one size apart as far as shoes go. The shoes they got recently are the same make, and they've both made mistakes picking which shoes to wear until Ana got the idea to always check the tag first.

In a few years, I'll be surprised if Evangeline isn't the same height as or even taller than her sister. Don't know how Ana will take that....
conuly: Picture taken on the SI Ferry - "the soul of a journey is liberty" (boat)
http://blog.when.com/2009/06/30/kids-menus-get-tastier-and-healthier/

It's a blurby article (I'm not sure the meaning of blurby will get across, as it's not related to any actual blurb at all, but it's the best I can do. And? Blurb is a fun word to say. Try it!) about how some restaurants have healthier kid's meal choices.

And one of the one they mention is on Staten Island.

This is not a Staten Island publication.

It's freakin' surreal, guys!
conuly: image of Elisa Mazda (Gargoyles) - "Watcher of the City" (watcher of the city)
I happened to pass by a sign on the N train the other day. "In observance of the da-da-da-da-da running on a Saturday schedule".

And I thought how funny it was, because, of course, the holiday is on a Saturday. And then I stopped and thought a bit more. The MTA has its problems, of course, but they're not yet so addled that they're putting up pointless signs like that.

Oh. Ah. I see the problem! The part I skimmed over? Says that they'll be running on a Saturday schedule on FRIDAY, July THIRD.

Well, good for them! Because it's not like people have to go to work on a Friday or anything, not like they'll have to fight through herds of tourists to do so anyway.
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As I'd missed the boat, I decided to walk through the park. I caught a few fireflies (who were strangely reluctant to leave my hand!) and noticed that some actors were doing... some play by Shakespeare. At "I am a very foolish fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more..." I went "Oh, it must be King Lear", and then realized that, as I've never read King Lear I was probably wrong.

But I wasn't.

I stayed for the rest of the performance. Sure, I came in at the end, but I knew the story* and it was great fun. Well, for a tragedy, anyway. Instead of changing scenes they moved from location to location within the park, and the whole audience had to follow them. This was especially funny in the big fight scene, with all of us running en masse from Castle Clinton to the WTC Memorial :) (Of course, then everybody died, because it's a tragedy, but there you go.) The mass movement helped relieve some of the mental stress of having to keep focusing on Shakespeare's English.

They're doing another performance Sunday, and another on Monday. I'll be there on time, catch the whole thing.


*Indeed, one of my favorite fairy tales growing up was "As Meat Loves Salt", which is King Lear without all the senseless violence.

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