I’ve only been babysitting a little yet somehow this weekend has involved too much rushing around.
Anders adored his first gymnastics class; like his mother, he’s fearless on beam and uneven bars, even though male gymnasts don’t actually do those events. For right now though, the class is providing excellent exercise, training in balance, practice in following directions and work to strengthen the muscles and coordination. Younger Daughter was shocked that another little boy in Anders’ class with red hair in a mullet was called Jim Bob. That’s not a common name around here…
Many have inquired about my date yesterday to see “Project Hail Mary,” mostly to find out my opinion of the film. I loved it and thought it was a nearly perfect adaptation. (I’ll get to the nearly later) However, John grudgingly liked the movie with lukewarm praise for the acting, special effects and sciency stuff. He disliked the beginning. “But John, that’s how the book started too.” He was annoyed by the switching back and forth between the present and the past. “John, they have to give us the back story, especially for those who didn’t read the book.” And we had to find out what had happened to Grace in the book too–bit by bit as his memory came back. John much preferred the book to the movie whereas I was impressed by how well they could develop the characters, explain the plot and build a world and a friendship in a mere 2 1/2 hours. I also was transported by the music: the choral parts made me FEEL intensely and everyone here already knows that I’m a Beatles fan. However, John and I agreed that we weren’t sure about Ryan Gosling in the part; he did a fabulous job with it, but he’s so well-known that I couldn’t get past the curse of the “famous face.” That’s on me though.
Today was a family protest day. Honestly, I doubt that it will accomplish much but it was refreshing to be around so many like-minded people. I even ran into a couple former colleagues/friends!
Sharky insisted that he could hold this substantial sign that John made for a previous rally. It’s heavy!
Obro laughs at anything about “poop.” Naturally, this was the sign he chose.
The protest was crowded although not so much where we were. We had tambourines and noisemakers too!
When Anders arrived, the cousins started running around together, literally. We then moved to a large grassy area at Point Defiance Park and let them dash around, pick up sticks and pinecones, throw things in the pond, climb a tree, and admire the waterfowl. Little boys have LOTS of energy! Note: our group “chased away” a man in a hammock and an affectionate couple smooching on a blanket. Yay, us!
Since John was volunteering at the library today doing taxes, he wanted me to send him photos of my favorite signs. This was one that made me chuckle and wince at the same time.
I did mostly baby holding at Point Defiance Park and let my daughters chase the older boys around. Since Ian didn’t have a hat, OD fashioned this one out of a pair of Obro’s pants. It looked like a Senegalese headwrap!
You’ve all been anticipating this, right? My first tulip! Isn’t she a beauty?
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