Sorting Beans:
The perfect Zen activity for a Papa lacking sufficient sleep.
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Until recently, when it rained we made the obvious choice to stay inside. Although I firmly believe we, especially kids, need to get outside everyday for at least a short period of time. The air, the exercise, the stimulation and the exploring kids do are all great reasons to get out everyday, not to mention it’s fun to play with friends!
We have had record rain this summer, which means that we were destined to spend a lot of the summer cooped up in our house. Multiple days in a row trapped inside is tough on toddlers. That translates to being tough on parents who have to deal with stir crazy kids.
There are only so many block towers to be made, only so many drawings and only so many indoor I’m-gonna-get-you-chasing-games. There are only so many videos we can watch (we only have three as it is). Anjali wants to be swinging on swings, digging in the wood chips and climbing on climb-y things.
Enter 1 raincoat and 1 set of froggy rain boots for Anjali, and rain pants for mama and papa.


Then Anjali and I took a walk around the neighborhood.

Since then, when it rains I try to make it a point to get our gear on and go outside, rather than remain trapped in the house. Anjali loves it, and we get the whole park to ourselves on rainy days! Swinging in the rain
is a whole new experience. We had to be careful on the climbers, although Anjali was adventurous.
I guess it pays off to be a contrarian, especially in the rain, so long as you have good waterproof boots!
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Over the past couple of weeks, Anjali has taken block building building to a new level. That is, she likes me to build the exquisite buildings you see below. She helps by gathering and bringing the blocks to me…
And supervising. She signs “more,” and I build at will.
Previously, Anjali loved to knock down the block buildings immediately after they were built, like some kind of baby Godzilla. But some of these buildings we built stayed standing for days.
That period ended, and now she’s back to knocking down the buildings only after the first few blocks are laid. But I captured some of our masterpieces on “film.”
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Wanna see what amazing things you can do with an old sweater?
Anjali’s aunt Ragini made this with my old sweater. The last time she came to visit with Anjali’s cousins Xia and Anika, we donated a bunch of our clothing to them (they in turn have donated a good portion of Anjali’s wardrobe!).
When we visited them last weekend, Anjali received this belated birthday present. 
It took me 2 or 3 minutes to realize that it was made of one of my favorite, old sweaters.
There was a time when I was on the road a lot with my old band, Fathead, and
I wore this sweater everyday. I was like a cartoon character, except that I needed to do laundry… Um, I really liked that sweater.
That’s the best re-purposing I have seen in a while. It was hard letting go of that sweater… But it’s true, what they say:
If you love something, set it free; if it comes back it’s yours…
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I used to be amazingly ninja-like in my ability to walk anywhere in the house in the dark. I got good at doing this on those late nights when I came home from gigs and didn’t want to wake anyone else with lights. I also got good at it anytime I woke in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, or if I realized I hadn’t fed the cat and had to go downstairs because he was meowing his head off. In those cases, I left lights off to prevent from becoming fully awake.
But now my house is booby trapped (“That’s what I said…Booty trapped.” Anyone know what movie that’s from?). There are board books and blocks, Little fuzzy animals and tiny shoes, Potties and stacking toys, and even little instruments. Last night I slipped on a board book when coming out of the bathroom. It’s a wonder I didn’t wake anyone (the cat doesn’t count because he was already awake, meowing for attention at 1:30 am!). Two nights ago I stepped on (and broke) a cat toy–a bell in a plastic toy. Oops.
The rules have changed. I either have to throw in the towel and get a flashlight, or study new ninja skills. I’m up for the challenge. Anjali, after all, is developing new skills daily. Today she made a successful attempt at sitting on her potty by herself (although she didn’t pee…or instead, she peed on the floor a minute later).
So, the least I can do is learn how to run the obstacle course in the dark, without sacrificing any (or many toys…or my physical well-being) in the meantime.
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Have you seen this Gummy Bear song/video on YouTube? This thing has millions upon millions of views. The gummy bear (the candy, that is) originated in Germany, as does the Gummy Bear song. The song was written by German composer Christian Schneider and released by Gummybear International. The song has since been released in at least twenty five languages and has spread worldwide.
I don’t think I wanted to like this song. It’s pretty ridiculous. But it’s completely infectious. I find myself singing it often. But forget me. Anjali loves it and is mesmerized by it.
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We very rarely show her videos or TV. Perhaps that’s even more reason for her to be attracted to it. But she smiles, dances, points to the screen and talks to it.
Here is the video:
…Why do we get to see the bear’s butt crack?
We eventually had to download the song to add to Anjali’s birthday playlist on our IPod. In fact, there is a whole Gummy Bear Album called I Am Your Gummy Bear, as well as a Gummy Bear DVD called Gummibär: I Am Gummy Bear which came out in 2009.
Here are the lyrics for the Gummi Bear song.
Learn basic piano chords here.
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I didn’t notice it at first. Maybe that is because for the purposes of elimination communication, Anjali wasn’t wearing pants a lot–just a diaper and baby legs. But recently I noticed that her pants have pockets.
Pockets?!
Isn’t that extra work for the manufacturers, and thus more costly to them? Why do babies’ pants have pockets? Are they there for adults to look at and say, “Oh, cute…Little pockets!” Could it be that it’s actually easier for a manufacturer, like Gap, to just use a mini design version of the same adult pants?
No, I think those pockets are there to use! And here is what I think babies use them for:
Anyone have other ideas?
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Gardening just fell by the wayside this year. We have a plot in our community garden about a block away, but we just didn’t have time this year with Anjali’s arrival. How did our friends Radha and Sheila did it?!
I did manage to turn the soil in the spring, but never planted anything. I continued to bring our compost to our plot. And there it happily sits, composting. But as we don’t have a compost bin, it kind of creates a mess, and doesn’t break down as quickly, especially now that it’s getting cold.
So, I hired a local service–Bennett Compost–to pick up our compost once a week. $15/month. Not bad, though it felt odd to pay someone to take away our veggie scraps. It was going to good use, however (other people’s compost and soil). I think this is a great solution if you are looking to reduce your landfill contribution but don’t have the space for composting.
Then some neighbors told me we have a community composter in our community park (Northern Liberties rocks!). I canceled the pick-up and the problem is solved.
I think Anjali would have eventually thought of a solution, as she is always crawling into the kitchen, going for the compost bin and standing up. If not her, then her friend Uma would have:
Madhavi and I decided early on that we did not want a lot of gadgety electronic toys or tons of dispensable (not safely disposable) plastic toys. We made this decision for mainly 4 reasons:
So now is where I pimp the awesome the most recent Ikea wood toys we got for Anjali. Both of these are only $8:
Over a few days I have been recording a song I wrote and sing to Anjali. It’s her name song. Anjali and Madhavi have been helping on the recording.
It is likely Anjali has no concept that we were recording, but I encouraged her to be a part of it nonetheless. I dumped out a basket of my smaller percussion instruments on the floor for her to play with (most of which eventually end up in her mouth of course). We had all kinds of shakers and fun drums to hit. She liked that. I did too. I like being surrounded by drummy toys. I recorded several tracks of different drums, and based the rhythm on a “rhythm poem,” a style my friend Josh Robinson coined (You can read and listen to more about a music workshop we did with middle school kids recently here. We incorporated rhythm poems with them). A rhythm poem simply takes a phrase and translates the syllables into a drum rhythm. In this case I used a long phrase to create the rhythm of the drums: “My name is Anjali; my name is Anjali Dyen.” Okay, the concept may seem a bit esoteric, but see if you can hear it in the rhythm…
Anyway, the next day we discovered we have a couple of recorders (woodwind instruments). We both tinkered around on them and I figured out how to play the melody of Anjali’s Name Song.
Finally, yesterday we did some singing. Madhavi helped out with that too. You can also hear Anjali “talking” if you listen really closely. She gets super excited at the end. So this is our first family recording!