Wednesday, May 02, 2012

Bradstein Household has moved

Thanks to weeks of hard work on the part of my brilliant cousin and her brilliant brother, I now have a new home with a grown up URL

So, update your bookmarks in case you need to know where to go to borrow a cup of sugar.

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As always, thanks for hanging out with us.

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Monday, April 30, 2012

Two, going on teenager

Jewel, earlier today, to Mama: I don't love you. I love Daddy!

Jewel, five minutes ago, to Mama: No, Mommy! I don't want Daddy to read me a bedtime story! I don't like Daddy.

...and in 12 years, she'll be all up in our grill about how we love 3B more than we love her and are always playing favorites and how life's not fair.


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Frankie says...

What did Mama and I do without the kids for 24 hours? Pretty much the same thing we did on our honeymoon.

That's right, we lay in bed and read books.

Why? What were you thinking?

OK, we did do other things on our honeymoon like lie on the red sand beach and read books. And lie on the white sand beach and read books. Of course we rode our bikes around too. Oh sure, we also went out to eat and drink. And drink some more. And send some drunken, kids, there was no twitter back then. Oh the horror, right?

At any rate, this weekend was wonderful. We went to a wedding of a friend and colleague and decided to stay overnight after the reception, so the kids got a sleepover with their babysitter, which they were psyched about. The wedding was beautiful, and they even got all their photos in before the rain came.

And then Mama and I got to sleep in...all the way until 8. Seriously, if you'd told me when I was 16 that I'd consider sleeping until 8 a.m. sleeping in, I'd have punched you in the face. But now, anybody who lets me sleep in until 8 is on my Christmas card and birthday party lists.

While we were driving back home, we realized that we felt a little strange. Maybe we'd slept too long? Perhaps three whole drinks at the reception was too much? What if finishing a chapter in one sitting was too much for our brains? Maybe it was allergies? A spring cold? Avian flu?

And then we figured it out: we were relaxed.

No wonder we didn't recognize the feeling; it has been almost six years since we last felt it. Fortunately for us, the kids immediately recognized our discomfort and within the first two minutes in the car erased that feeling entirely.

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Friday, April 20, 2012

Making everything as simple as possible. But not simpler.

Jewel in the bathroom, yesterday:

First, I put the stool there. Then, I get on the stool. Then, I turn on the light. Then, I turn on the water. Then I get the soap and wash my hands. Then I turn off the water. Then I go over here and wipe my hands on all these towels. That's my system.
What's a system?
A system is...[pause]...a really tasty candy.
As Mama said, she obviously knows what a system is, but can't explain it yet.'re two and you already have a system for washing your hands. I believe there's a school that's interested in you already.

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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Space Shuttle Discovery buzzes DC

Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.

In case you live under a rock, or outside the Beltway, which appear the same to most people in D.C., let me be the first to tell you that the Space Shuttle Discovery flew over Washington, D.C. piggybacked on its 747 carrier.

If you don't follow me on twitter or had to work or aren't fascinated by every thought that flits through my tiny brain, which all appear the same to me, let me be the first to tell you that we went out to watch it.

We started off with the best intentions of leaving at 8.30 to get to our first choice of viewing area at 9. Unfortunately for us, half on Northern Virginia left at about 6.30 to get there, so by the time we left at 9 and arrived a 9.30, it was already overflowing. Once we were there, the next exit was to DC, so rather than double back toward home, which was our original fallback plan, we mushed on into DC.

Mush describes the traffic we hit pretty accurately.

We thought that we'd have to watch the flyover from our car, stuck on 14th Street. Mama suggested we roll back the sunroof and push the kids up through it so they could see it. However, we made it through in time to park at the Reagan Building, run over to the Mall and spread our blankets at the foot of the Washington Monument. As soon as our blankets were down, people started pointing north, toward a rather large speck in the sky.

By then I'd figured out that our power inverter in the car hadn't charged the battery for our real camera enough for it to take pictures, so I pulled out my iPhone and started...waiting for the camera app to load...then to switch to camera from video...then to focus...right! I was saying, I then started to take pictures.

As I did, applause, cheers and joyful whoops rang out across the Mall. Looking around, everyone was as delighted and amazed as my kids would be to walk into Dunkin Donuts with a $10 bill. In fact, 3B and Jewel were both that delighted and amazed to see the Space Shuttle as well.

For each of the passes overhead, the fascination and excitement continued. It seemed that for a long moment, DC paused. Everyone appeared to be outside, looking up at the sky, grinning. The Mall was not body-to-body, but it was crowded. Sidewalks were full of people going nowhere, standing and gazing skyward. Rooftops all around us crawled with the silhouettes of people who had emerged from their offices to stand under the sun and become part of the crowd far below.

And in that crowd, in between passes, there was plenty of snacking and running about. In fact, after the last pass, a two-year-old boy walking by asked if he could run around with us, so we ended up staying for another half hour or so, tearing around the lawn, playing tag, monster chase and laughing and having a good time.

OK, except that one time Jewel fell and bit her upper lip. That sucked. But five minutes later she was back at it with the rest of us boys.

By the time we got back to the car, I was getting pinged from work to post to our intranet for our employees the photos our photographers had taken of the flyover, so I spent the ride home monitoring email and having Mama send my replies on my iPhone. As soon as we arrived home, I sat straight down and didn't leave that chair until two and a half hours and one unrelated conference call later, I'd gotten everything on our intranet in order.

Perhaps that seems like a long time, but I was working at lightning speed...just with systems that are byzantine, finicky and sluggish. Fortunately for you, my colleague also posted them to our public site via flickr, so you can enjoy for yourself a little of what it looked and felt like here, even if you do live outside the known world Beltway.

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Close up of the U.S. Capitol Dome and Shuttle Discovery

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