Monday, August 31, 2009

The Loo

Been traveling the last week or so with some of Phil's family. It's official. When you have to use a nasty public facility, I prefer the Indian variety, in all of it's no touch glory. I bet you'd been wondering...
never fear, lots of travel pics on the way, I won't leave you with this one for long

Saturday, August 15, 2009


Fighting off the space ship

Indiana Jones with gun and whip (the kid hasn't even seen Indiana Jones)

Recently everything that S draws has guns in it. I naturally lean towards the no gun camp, and as a result, I've caught myself saying things like, "I don't want to hear about guns and fighting." Great. He just heard that there are things that I would rather he not communicate with me.

When I stop to think about it, instead of just following popular mommy opinion, how can he be expected to play so many of the things that are naturally interesting to him without some toy gun involvement. I mean police? With no gun? But you should see the looks at the playground when your little boy invents a game that involves shooting.

So here's to all you moms frozen in politically correct child-rearing limbo. Good luck and let me know if you figure it out.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Cooks do Delhi/Srinigar/Agra Slideshow

I've been asked to post pictorial evidence of my parents adventures in India. Here it is:

Do they look legit to you?

When my parents were here we went to Agra (Taj Majal) by car. On the way back into Delhi we were waved off the road by these guys. Apparently we missed a toll booth. An unmarked toll booth that only cars with tourist plates and some large trucks have to stop at. They claimed that we would have to pay the fine immediately to them... and the other 5 or six guys hanging around. I was livid. Mostly with my driver for stopping (though to his credit the traffic was heavy and it would have been difficult to get past them without running one of them over since they were jumping out in the road) but also at the audacity. I refused to pay. I asked to speak to a supervisor by phone. They gave me a number that didn't work. Then while one guy gave me a second number, another walked around the back of the car with his cell phone. I started to laugh. They were getting rather angry since I continued to refuse to pay them. After much back and forth I had the driver go back to the toll booth, where I said I would pay my fine to the toll booth operator. When we got there only one lane was open and one of the guys that had been hanging around our car was sitting in an empty toll both, waving us over. We chose to wait in the regular line, by the time we got there they'd scared the uniform wearing toll booth operator out of his little booth, replaced by the same guy who'd been sitting in the other booth a few minutes earlier. The two in the picture continued to insist that we pay the fine/bribe/baksheesh, but the guy in the toll booth asked for the regular toll. I still don't know, maybe they were for real.
Oh and the fine/bribe? 210 Rupees. About $4. Still not quite sure why I didn't just pay it.

Here's the backside of the tollbooth, didn't look significantly different from the front.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

First Day of Kindergarten

Wednesday, Aug 5 was S's first day of Kindergarten.
He was really happy because my parents were here visiting us and got to see his school and classroom. They just left last night, so they are currently somewhere near the north pole. We miss them already.