Matty D gymnastics

Quarantine is a strange thing.  This quarantine, however, was weird.  Between the sickness and feeling awful and the energy of Kiddo, being locked in place, but it’s our place, so it had a natural feeling of, “Why can’t we leave?” to it.  We did have our smiles and laughs however. 

My favorite comes to you from J.

So, in trying to keep the Kiddo from absolutely climbing the walls and slipping out her window to climb the side of the building and then hummingbird flap her little arms and fly away (believe me, she was so pent up and wired, she may have been able to flap arms that fast) that we started to get a little crazy and creative.  One of the things that killed an hour or two for us is watching and commenting on Kiddo jumping off the ottoman/footrest thing that we have with one of our chairs.  She would then parkour about and show us her “Cat Ninja” skills.  

One jump, in particular, was just an amazement of kid and undies and energy and just pure 4 year old that ended in a hand spring, twist, tumble, roll, dive, spin around type move.  If you have a kid over the age of three, I’m sure you can imagine the silliness and crazy kidness of that move.  

J, however, saw this and commented, “Wow, just like Matt Damon!”

Now, I have NO idea what Matt Damon has to do with a crazy parkouring child monkeying around, but hey… J stands by this comment.  I’ve given her some grief for it since and she is not backing down.  So, remember folks, when you think of kid gymnastics, think of your good friend Will Hunting.  I mean, Obviously!!!!!!

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With covid quarantine in place, Nanny Beer has had the last two weeks off.  She is and was negative, so that is a plus and makes us very happy.  It’s not cool to get other sick, especially with something like Covid.  

J needs to work, though. 

So, that means it’s Dada days this week.  

I’m beyond needing a nap.  HAHA

It’s been fun, though.  Just locking into the Kiddo again.  Because, every kid is different and it’s always different when it’s your kid, but it’s been nice to just sink into Kiddo world.  And since J isn’t doing live class stuff, but doing more recorded lessons and planning and oversight and stuff like that, so Kiddo and I can get a little rambunctious without having to worry about disturbing.  

The Kiddo takes after Mumma, though, and she is a little teacher.  However, she’s beyond 4 years old in some of this.

Today, she wanted me to read her a book.  About Dinosaurs.  It’s been a thing for a year or so now.  She LOVES Dinos.  And cool.  She told me today that she’s gonna be a paleontologist.  First, she knows what that is and what it means.  “You go to school for a really really really RRRReeeeeeeeaaaaallllllllllllllllllyyyyyy long time.  And you learn, like, a lot of dinosaur facts.  Then, you go out to places where you suspect dinos lived, but with conditions that are good for fossils.  Like mud or amber.  Amber is like syrup, only orange and from a tree and really sticky, and those make fossils and then you use careful and special tools to dig them up and then it’s like a puzzle of dino bones.  I’m good at puzzles, Dada.”  So, she’s got a handle on that.

In reading though, we came to a page that had info on the Largest and the Smallest dinosaurs.  She has a second book with JUST dino info in it.  Stats and pics.  But not a general dino book.  It’s focused.  Allosaurus and T-Rex and Anklasuarus and the like.  Full page.  Lots of facts and info on JUST that Dino.  So, I’m reading and she just pops up off the bed where we were laying and reading.  “Wait!  Dada!!!!  I’ll show you.”

She got up, got the other dino book and cross referenced as I was reading.  Not only that, she paged thru to find the correct page and dino since we were talking about the smallest dinosaur.  I then laughed that she needed to cross reference the dinos…. “Be right back.”

Off she goes, into the bedroom where J was recording for her class.  “Mumma, I was reading with Dada about Dinos and I cross referencing.”  Well, J was confused, so here they both come.  Not only was J amazed at the fact that she cross referenced, but also that she got the correct dino.  Again, she’s 4.  She constantly amazes me.  I love you, Kiddo.  You too, J… oh!  HAHAHAHA

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Lastly, I’d like to agree with the UN Ambassador to Ukraine.  “There is no purgatory for war criminals, they go straight to hell.”  Seems like too good of a place for Putin.  

Years ago, I wrote something, a poem of sorts.  In it, I wondered why people think that only war will bring peace.  I still wonder.  

We live on this big strange rock that is blasting thru space at about 108,000 km/h and we get hung up on where on that rock we live or were born.  

The US harnessed atomic energy for weapons and then decided that ONLY they should have it.  Then, they put a man on the moon and decided that they were the only ones who should do that.  What if, instead of quarreling over small and petty grievances, they shared and looked at the globe as a united thing, not a piece meal thing, and all of us, as a globe, decided to get to Mars or beyond.  To create a clean energy.  To stop the small minded in fighting, taxed billionaires, and bettered the whole damned globe, instead of patting ourselves on the back for being born on a certain portion of rock on the huge rock that is going over 100,000 km per hour thru the void of space.

Let’s focus on that.  Can we?  Can we just focus on ALL being from EARTH, instead of what little parcel of Earth we were born on?

We were once asked, in letting people know that we were moving to Thailand, “Why are you going to that backwards third world country and what are you going to do, ride around in rickshaws?”

Imagine instead telling people we were going to Thailand and being asked instead what cool things are we going to be doing there and how are we going to help Earth in coming?  Much like life, we got one shot at this planet thing.  How about we stop fighting over it and fuckin’ it up because Bezos or Musk don’t like paying taxes.  Just sayin’!