Children think very differently...

My daughter was helping me in the kitchen by stirring up a salad I had made when she asked, "What are all these black specks in here?"

"What black specks?"

"I don't know, but there are lots of them all over."

"I have no idea, that's odd, what do they look like?"

"They look exactly like raisins."

"Oh, you mean the raisins?!!??"

Reminded me of the time my cousin asked his mom, about the dog riding in the truck bed ahead of them on the road, "Why is that old lady dressed up like a dog?" Good question!

Napster

When I was 7 or 8 (1979/80) I had this very vivid dream that really stuck with me. It took place in the future. I was reading to my grandkids when something reminded me of this song I loved from my youth. I started to sing the song for my grandkids but I couldn't quite get the tune right. After humming for a bit and just not getting it I remembered that I still had the record so I went to my closet and from a high shelf I brought down some of my old records and then found the one with the song I was trying to remember. I was so excited about sharing this with my grandchildren and so glad I had kept these records all these years. I got out my old record player and put the record on, but I couldn't get it to play. I was so upset because in my dream records and record players were no longer made so I knew I would never be able to hear that song again. I woke up feeling so sad!

Years later I was at the dentist's office browsing the magazines and that's when I first read about DATs and CDs and I remembered back to that dream and thought, oh no!, it's really going to come true! Sure enough my *children* have never seen a record player. I'm kicking myself though that I actually let go of my record collection which mostly consisted of very odd hard to find singles since I figured even if something like this did ever come out it surely wouldn't be so cheap, haha on me!

At any rate, my only consolation was when this crazy thing called Napster came about. It was my dream come true... actually way, way better than anything I could ever have dreamed up! A library of music... I got to hear things that had long been out of print and thought would never be heard again, in addition to finally being able to justify purchasing music again -plus the community was amazing. Any time, day or night, I could always count on my napster buddies to know just what song I was trying to think of and find it so I could hear it again (and I was able to find out about music I would enjoy beyond what is played on the radio). It gave me such consolation and such peace of mind to know that my nightmare couldn't possibly come true, that no song would ever, ever be lost -I just couldn't conceive what would eventually happen or that it would all be brought down by a supposed *musician* -how insane is that? Of course there were others that popped up, but none of them compared, and with the addition of software and video files it really became something else entirely... and not a very pretty something else.

I'm going to keep dreaming though, that something like this will come up again.... maybe something like the guttenberg project only for music? In the mean time, although certainly not the same, I'm loving my subscription to yahoo music

The Alphabet according to my 3yo

A is for going left
B is for whacking robot
C is for putting prince's sword away
D means go right
E is for 'eeing' monsters
G is for sprinkle
H is for playdoh "because I like it that way"
I is for Jason
J is for Me
K is for Nana
L is for nothing
M is for the robot dad talk
N is for I don't know what's for
O -see N
P is for going in the toilet
Q is for looking everywhere
R -see L
W is for (otherwise known as upside up W) going up
X is for shooting
Z is for going 'axio!'

and after this list my 3er wants to add:

5 means going down
Shift is for slowing down
Alt is for rolling

I guess you could say he's definitely a product of the computer game world... he also likes to run around the house waving his sword shouting, "Microsoft word!"... not sure how *that* came about.

Like Mother, Like Daughter

so the other day I over heard my daughters talking:

"Don't you hate when mom does that?"

"What?"

"How when you try to ask her something and you get one word or say one thing wrong she acts like she has absolutely no idea what you are talking about?"


Flashback to twenty years ago and you'd be hearing me telling someone (no siblings to commiserate with for me) about how my mother reminded me of Zork because if you didn't phrase things just right you wouldn't get the answer you needed.