Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Through the month of December.

Writing a letter to Santa.



Then delivering it...





Visiting a camel at a local lights extravaganza.



Getting presents that the Elf left the night before. The Elf visits several times before Christmas Day. This time he left Hannah a book about fairies and Ainsley a toy.



A friend showing Hannah a Russian nesting doll - she'd never seen one before and was fascinated. I'd never seen one go down so small. The tiniest doll was the size of my pinky fingernail.



What happens when your daughter tells you she has something on her dress and without looking you tell her to "just shake it off". Candy powder can really fly.



Making glitter snowflakes. This was our first foray into glitter and it was very glittery.









Snow play.





Watching Matt try to get a DVD out of our broken DVD player.



Playing with a sticky monkey that she got out of a 25 cent vending machine. As you can see from her face, she thought it was hilarious when it would "climb" down the window.





Ainsley dressing up. I try to keep her out of the hallway during the day because this is what happens when she sees all of the winter clothes.

Giggling babes.

My girls are running around the house chasing each other and giggling hysterically. In the teepee, under the teepee, through the chairs, under the table, through the kitchen and halls. Giggling babes are worth anything else parents go through.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

NAIS is not mandatory.

It's completely voluntary.

Unless it's not.

"Premises ID Required for Livestock Exhibitors at Illinois Fairs in 2008
Compiled By Staff
November 5, 2007


If you want to show livestock at an Illinois state, county, 4-H or FFA fair next year, you'll need a premises identification number from the Illinois Department of Agriculture. The new ruling applies to swine, cattle, sheep, goats, equine, poultry, rabbits and llamas that will be exhibited at an Illinois fair, beginning in 2008."

http://www.prairiefarmer.com/index.aspx?ascxid=fpStory&fpsid=30714&fpstid=2

Friday, December 14, 2007

Book Review: Demonic Males



OK, so here's the deal. This book has been recommended to me over and over and over. It's supposed to give you an inner glimpse into the male psyche.

It took me almost half the book to really "get it" and not be able to put it down. The first half was good - not boring, lots of interesting stories, but I couldn't see what they were getting at. Once they hit the bonobos, though, it all tied together.

The basic premise of the book is: Men are inherently violent, much more so than women. Is that culture alone or is there a biological reason? Can we find the answer to that question by looking at the other great apes, man's closest relatives?

There are five species of great apes - gorillas, chimpanzees, orangutans, humans, and bonobos. Of these five species, all but one have high levels of violence towards others of their species, and relationship violence (males being violent towards females) is high in those four species.

Orangutans - rape by the "small males" is very common. (A quote from this section that I marked, since it's a sensitive subject, was "Even if animal parallels tell us about ourselves, they justify nothing.") They will even rape human females. Battery of females by the small males is very common and quite brutal. Since orangutans are solitary, there is not "inter-group" violence.

Gorillas - infanticide is amazingly common. The vast majority of gorilla females lose at least one baby to an attack by a silverback out to get her to join his troop. Gorillas live in groups that consist of one male and many females. Other males looking to start their own group/enlarge their group can go about this in two ways: they can either kill or defeat a silverback with an existing group or they can charge past him, tear a baby out of its mothers arms and kill it - there is a good chance that that mother will choose to join him. It didn't make sense to me until they spelled it out, but it is a logical choice for the mother of the killed infant to join the killer - she knows that he is strong enough to protect her next baby. So sad. There is little relationship violence since silverbacks want the females to join them willingly. There is violence between silverbacks for harem control.

Chimpanzees - by far the most violent of the wild great apes. They raid other groups, killing when they can. They rape. They beat lower males and any females and children. They even have torture like behaviors when in the midst of a raid.

There was a lot of time in this book put into comparing chimpanzees and humans since they are the closest to us in behavior.

Humans - obviously very violent. A really interesting piece that I pulled out was about how quickly humans form groups and how quickly one group can become violent towards another group (within minutes even of forming an Us vs. Them complex towards strangers).

Bonobos - now here's the interesting group. Bonobos have no "relationship violence", as a general rule. There is no rape, as a general rule, no infanticide. These apes are not a "nice" species, there is nothing that can be seen in their genetic makeup that makes them more peaceful. What makes them more peaceful? The females.

Female bonobos have the power. If a male attacks a female, he does not just have her to deal with - he has to fight off all of her supporters also. Female bonobos spend a lot of time and effort building up a support network. When a female is in danger, her friends come to her aid physically and emotionally. They support her with hoots and howls when she's fighting well and support her physically if she's being beaten. Rape is not allowed - the male would be beaten down.

Bonobos live in troops similar to chimpanzee troops. Many males, many females, a constantly changing power struggle within the troop. However, in bonobos, a female may be "top dog" while that is NEVER the case in chimpanzees. Truthfully, it's rare in bonobos also. Most of the top bonobos are male, but they are there only by the grace of the females, specifically their mothers. If the mother of a bonobo male dies, his place in the troop is likely to downgrade while a bonobo with a present and lively mother will likely move up. In chimpanzee groups, no female is above any adult male. In bonobo groups, males and females are constantly moving around in the power game and there are more females higher up than males. Also, if two females switch places, power-wise, in a troop, their sons are likely to have to switch places with each other also.

This piece of information, about bonobos being female-bonded, was exciting for me. I thought about it constantly for a few hours after I read it. It sounded so similar to the call for action in the book C*nt (sorry, I had to change that for search engine reasons) that I read a few years ago. I plugged that option, females defending females, into scenarios in our human world, specifically in my culture and came to the depressing conclusion that it would not work for us, at least not right now.

The most glaring example? Say that I have a dinner party. A friend's husband yells at her and shoves her. The other females at the party stand up to him together and tell him that he may have had the power before, but with all of us together, the power dynamic has shifted and he's no longer in control. He can't beat down seven angry women. We can protect her... until they go home together (or she goes home alone, in which case she's no longer protected - he can easily find her again). In our "nuclear family" society, we can't protect other women sufficiently. We just can't. Goddess, it's depressing to see a way out and not be able to take it.

Overall, this book was great for two reasons: the realization that a group of animals has figured it out, so we should be able to also and the realization that while male violence is never excusable, and there is a huge cultural influence on the amount and type of violence, there is also a genetic component there. And that realization helps. I don't know quite why, I wish I could explain it, but it does seem to calm me. Maybe because the bonobos have the same genetic component but have still found a way to live very peaceful lives? I don't know. My pregnancy brain won't let me compute it.

Jesus panties.

My older daughter has a recent fascination with Jesus. The other night she told me that "Jesus loves you, mother". She's also been asking who he is, where he lived, why he's dead, etc.

THIS is my unschooling challenge. For some it's tv/video games/computers, for others it's food, for others it's reading/math/science. For me it's religion.

I'm trying hard to give her straight answers with no hint of the taint that years of Mormonism left on my spiritual psyche. I try to tell her "This is what your daddy thinks, this is what I think. You can think whatever you want." I answer her questions with clear, short answers.

And if I happen to run across a video like this one, I don't hesitate to show it to her. I ran across it in a very unlikely place (in a TED speech) and laughed so hard that Ainsley was giggling hysterically also. Hannah loves it and asks to watch the "Jesus panties movie" often. Enjoy. You will laugh your ass off. Even my forever-Mo husband did.

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Snapshots.

Until I get into the habit of posting here more often, I'm not going to dissect any of these pics for you. You may notice that Hannah has rarely taken off her princess dress from Halloween. Enjoy the snapshots!

Ainsley helping make pie crust.



"Princess in Boots"



Balloon fun.





Making foam turkeys.



Jello play.



Helping make my prenatal/nursing tea.



Tattoo fun.



Milkshake mishap.



Helping cut out a pattern.



Cutting Flower's hair.



Ainsley drawing.



New paint area.



Sorting pony fruit snacks.



Gingerbread house we made.



Painting.



Cute little aprons that their aunt made for them.





Favorite Unschooling Blog

My favorite "idea" blog. She's always doing great activities with her kids. She also links to some fantastic unschooling blogs. She also appears to be a non-Mormon in the middle of Utah, though I could be mistaken about that... I really, really enjoy the hundreds of pictures she puts up. I wish I could learn how to do a banner like she has on the top of her blog...

http://ordinarylifemagic.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Did you know?

That 111,111,111 x 111,111,111 = 12,345,678,987,654,321?

Monday, December 10, 2007

Favorite unschooling blogs

This group of posts is for my sister. I was telling her how much inspiration and how many ideas I get from blogs that interest me (unschooling, farming, homesteading, crafting, etc.) and that I started this blog to add my voice to those.

In the last few months I've really begun to enjoy blog-surfing, following links on blogs. Nine out of ten are average and don't hold my attention, but that one that does is priceless.

I've also learned to read the comments on blogs. Sometimes the best information is included in the comments.

Anyway, I told my sister that I'd let her know when I came upon good unschooling blogs, so here's my favorite. It's a blog well worth going back through the last few months and reading posts. She seems like a wonderful mother and a fun person to know.

http://ourreportcard.blogspot.com/

Sicko in Norway

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Catching up.

Every day I think about this blog and what I could write. Every day I take pictures of my family living and learning. And yet I never seem to find time to update.

So here are some pictures to catch up...

Ainsley helping set the table for the first time.


Ainsley helping peel squash.




Ainsley, the sticker addict playing with stickers sent by her Grandma.


Hannah playing with friends. That's a pumpkin dirt cake she made. Digging in a dress - that's Hannah.


Playing with lightsticks. I'm no good at photography, so I couldn't get great pictures.








Thursday, November 8, 2007

What do you see?



If you said "I see many pegasus' (pegasii?) flying in the sky", you'd be right. Hannah took that picture the other day. She was overwhelmed by the number of pegasus that were out enjoying the breeze in the sky.

Beautiful fall days.

Heading out to do chores.



Picking apples.



Swinging and eating apples.



When it gets too chilly to be outside, we play inside. One of Hannah's favorite pasttimes right now is making "sticker boards". More thought goes into these than you'd think.

Halloween

It was princess season at our house this year. My oldest wanted to be a "light blue princess", so we went to the clearance rack at the fabric store and she picked out this fabric. She had to try it on at every. single. stage of production and dance around in it before I could continue.



It is a cruel irony that those who rarely sew always sew Halloween costumes, and those costumes include shimmery, slick, furry, leather fabric - the hardest stuff to sew. Hannah's costume was a bear to sew. It looks prettier in the pictures than IRL. In the pictures you can't see the slight rub down the front where I accidentally sewed the zipper to the front of her dress and had to unpick it. And that dress required more gathering than all of the gathering I've done on all of my other sewing projects combined.



She made several necklaces to wear with her costume. They weren't really durable, but she had a blast making them.



Ainsley went as a frog princess. Believe it or not, her fabric was much easier to sew than her sisters. My husband says that she looks like a "frog unicorn", but I made that hat free-hand, dammit! There was no pattern, so, yeah.... maybe she does look like a frog unicorn. LOL



As an aside, country trick-or-treating sucks. I grew up in the city. My parents sent us out and we would go up and down streets until we got tired. Sometimes we had to go home and empty our buckets and head back out. But out here in the country? We went to three houses. My husband grew up this way. He's used to getting the kids all dressed up, driving for five minutes, getting them out, trick-or-treating at one house, getting them back in, driving for five more minutes..... you get the idea. Not fun. Not only that, half the houses you COULD stop at are scrooges and have their lights off. We're going into the city to trick-or-treat next year. Or having a party at our house.