At the toyshop ...
Walking around Zurich ...
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Grandpa Mark's Visit
Grandpa Mark reading "Go, Dogs. Go" to Chase ...
At the toyshop ...
Walking around Zurich ...
At the toyshop ...
Walking around Zurich ...
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Starbucks
Chase's nose is still running, which means I'm not getting much sleep.
So I dragged myself to Starbucks this morning to meet a friend.
I was totally disheveled. Greasy hair pulled back in a pony tail.
Big glasses to hide the bags under my eyes.
I realized when I arrived that Chase had decided to wipe her nose all over my shoulder - it looked like a snail trail.
It's a pretty picture, I know.
But then I looked around, and I noticed that most of the people were not looking their best. One gal with bleached hair and dark roots had pulled her hair back, but it wasn't smooth - it was all over the place. Two guys looked like they had been studying for a test all night. A third woman was wearing sweats and no make-up.
Maybe I had just hit the "morning crowd," the folks who role out of bed and head for coffee. Or maybe I'm going to the wrong Starbucks.
So I dragged myself to Starbucks this morning to meet a friend.
I was totally disheveled. Greasy hair pulled back in a pony tail.
Big glasses to hide the bags under my eyes.
I realized when I arrived that Chase had decided to wipe her nose all over my shoulder - it looked like a snail trail.
It's a pretty picture, I know.
But then I looked around, and I noticed that most of the people were not looking their best. One gal with bleached hair and dark roots had pulled her hair back, but it wasn't smooth - it was all over the place. Two guys looked like they had been studying for a test all night. A third woman was wearing sweats and no make-up.
Maybe I had just hit the "morning crowd," the folks who role out of bed and head for coffee. Or maybe I'm going to the wrong Starbucks.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Sleep
I should be sleeping, but for some reason I'm not tired.
Or maybe I'm overtired.
Or stressed.
Chase is asleep, but getting her to bed tonight was exhausting.
First she wanted a bottle.
Then she wanted to explore the bed.
Then she wanted to roll over and blow raspberries at me.
Then she wanted to push her face into the mattress.
Then she wanted her bedtime bunny.
Then she wanted to be held.
Then she wanted to explore.
Then she wanted to be held.
You get the idea...
But I refuse to make her cry herself to sleep.
I figure there are enough things to cry about in life.
So now I sit here, in the dark so as not to wake her, trying to unwind. It's funny what you think about when you're trying to fall asleep.
I know this is funny (some may say weird), but I always thought a great Super Hero would be Insomni-Man. A man who never slept. It began when he was just a boy. His mother took him to Starbucks and a barista spilled hot coffee on him. It seeped into his bloodstream and he could never sleep again.
The thing about Insomni-Man is that he is extremely efficient. He can accomplish twice as much as the ordinary guy, because he has twice as much time (and loads of caffeine in his bloodstream). Plus, he can fight crime while the other Super Heroes sleep.
I think Starbucks should use Insomni-Man as their logo instead of that fish woman (I mean what's the deal with that fish woman anyway?).
Enough from me tonight, I'm off to bed...
Or maybe I'm overtired.
Or stressed.
Chase is asleep, but getting her to bed tonight was exhausting.
First she wanted a bottle.
Then she wanted to explore the bed.
Then she wanted to roll over and blow raspberries at me.
Then she wanted to push her face into the mattress.
Then she wanted her bedtime bunny.
Then she wanted to be held.
Then she wanted to explore.
Then she wanted to be held.
You get the idea...
But I refuse to make her cry herself to sleep.
I figure there are enough things to cry about in life.
So now I sit here, in the dark so as not to wake her, trying to unwind. It's funny what you think about when you're trying to fall asleep.
I know this is funny (some may say weird), but I always thought a great Super Hero would be Insomni-Man. A man who never slept. It began when he was just a boy. His mother took him to Starbucks and a barista spilled hot coffee on him. It seeped into his bloodstream and he could never sleep again.
The thing about Insomni-Man is that he is extremely efficient. He can accomplish twice as much as the ordinary guy, because he has twice as much time (and loads of caffeine in his bloodstream). Plus, he can fight crime while the other Super Heroes sleep.
I think Starbucks should use Insomni-Man as their logo instead of that fish woman (I mean what's the deal with that fish woman anyway?).
Enough from me tonight, I'm off to bed...
The Fall
Zurich was amazing this Summer.
It is also, I'm finding, incredible in the Fall.
It reminds me so much of New England.
It's the kind of weather that makes you want to order all the new sweaters from JCrew.
The leaves turn from green, to yellow, to red.
They crunch under your feet.
The air is crisp.
The sun is bright.
The sky is blue.
The light even changes.
It becomes warmer, as if to make up for the drop in temperature.
So lovely...
It is also, I'm finding, incredible in the Fall.
It reminds me so much of New England.
It's the kind of weather that makes you want to order all the new sweaters from JCrew.
The leaves turn from green, to yellow, to red.
They crunch under your feet.
The air is crisp.
The sun is bright.
The sky is blue.
The light even changes.
It becomes warmer, as if to make up for the drop in temperature.
So lovely...
Monday, October 09, 2006
North Korea Claims Nuclear Test - CNN
As this blog is serving as Chase's digital scrapbook, I have decided to start including notes on current events.
My 7th and 8th grade history teacher made me hate history. Besides the fact I have a serious problem memorizing dates, I found it so hard to identify with - I don't know, it just all seemed so long ago.
When my 97-year-old gran passed away earlier this year, the one thing I regret is not asking her to tell me something, anything, about every year of her life. Now all that personal perspective on history is gone. How stupid I was not to ask.
I hope this blog will help Chase appreciate history.
So ...
With Kim Jong Il's decision to proceed with a nuclear test, I can't help but be a little concerned with the increased tension in Asia (Dalian, China is just across the Yellow Sea from North Korea). As China and North Korea are allies, I'm thinking that living in China would actually be quite safe. Kim Jong Il would have to be stupid to enrage China; but then again, 24 hours ago I thought he'd have to be pretty stupid to proceed with his nuclear test.
I guess my point is that up until now, we've been living in fear of terrorism, and we've deployed troops to Iraq and Afghanistan - neither military operation has been successful (by success I mean we don't have to worry about it anymore). And just when you think things can't get any worse ... we have something else to worry about - nuclear testing and a crazy communist dictator.
So now we wait, as Japan, South Korea, the US and the UN decide their next move.
The following is from CNN.com
SEOUL, South Korea (CNN) -- North Korea claimed it conducted a successful underground nuclear test Monday, according to the country's official Korean Central News Agency (KCNA).
My 7th and 8th grade history teacher made me hate history. Besides the fact I have a serious problem memorizing dates, I found it so hard to identify with - I don't know, it just all seemed so long ago.
When my 97-year-old gran passed away earlier this year, the one thing I regret is not asking her to tell me something, anything, about every year of her life. Now all that personal perspective on history is gone. How stupid I was not to ask.
I hope this blog will help Chase appreciate history.
So ...
With Kim Jong Il's decision to proceed with a nuclear test, I can't help but be a little concerned with the increased tension in Asia (Dalian, China is just across the Yellow Sea from North Korea). As China and North Korea are allies, I'm thinking that living in China would actually be quite safe. Kim Jong Il would have to be stupid to enrage China; but then again, 24 hours ago I thought he'd have to be pretty stupid to proceed with his nuclear test.
I guess my point is that up until now, we've been living in fear of terrorism, and we've deployed troops to Iraq and Afghanistan - neither military operation has been successful (by success I mean we don't have to worry about it anymore). And just when you think things can't get any worse ... we have something else to worry about - nuclear testing and a crazy communist dictator.
So now we wait, as Japan, South Korea, the US and the UN decide their next move.
The following is from CNN.com
SEOUL, South Korea (CNN) -- North Korea claimed it conducted a successful underground nuclear test Monday, according to the country's official Korean Central News Agency (KCNA).
China, a close ally of North Korea, denounced the claimed test as "brazen" and South Korea said it would respond "sternly." The United States said a test would constitute a "provocative act."
South Korea's president said Pyongyang's claimed test "breaks the trust of the international community."
President Roh Moo-hyun said it brought "a severe situation that threatens stability on the Korean Peninsula and in northeast Asia."
South Korea would "react sternly and calmly" with "appropriate measures" in close cooperation with the international community, he told journalists after a summit with new Japanese Prime Minister Shinzo Abe.
The apparent nuclear test was conducted at 10:36 a.m. (1:36 a.m. GMT) in Hwaderi near Kilju city, South Korea's Yonhap news agency reported, citing defense officials.
Reports of the claimed test triggered global condemnation (Full story).
Senior U.S. officials said the United States is consulting with allies around the world and would push for sanctions Monday at a 9:30 a.m. (1:30 p.m. GMT) meeting of the U.N. Security Council in New York.
South Korea's Defense Ministry raised the military alert level.
"The field of scientific research in the DPRK (North Korea's official name) successfully conducted an underground nuclear test under secure conditions on October 9 ... at a stirring time when all the people of the country are making a great leap forward in the building of a great prosperous powerful socialist nation," KCNA reported.
In Washington, White House Press Secretary Tony Snow responded to the reports in a conference call with reporters.
"U.S. and South Korean intelligence detected a seismic event Sunday at a suspected nuclear test site. North Korea has claimed it conducted an underground nuclear test," Snow said.
"A North Korean nuclear test would constitute a provocative act in defiance of the will of the international community and of our call to refrain from actions that would aggravate tensions in northeast Asia," Snow added.
A senior U.S. official said China was given a 20-minute warning ahead of the test and in turn passed the information along to the United States, Japan and South Korea.
A U.S. military official told CNN that "something clearly has happened," but the Pentagon was working to fully confirm the report.
Other senior U.S. officials said they also believed the test took place, citing seismic data that appears to show one.
The U.N. Security Council was already scheduled to vote on the nomination of South Korean Foreign Minister Ban Ki-moon to be the successor to U.N. Secretary-General Kofi Annan. The body is still expected to vote on Ban before moving onto North Korea.
The U.S. Geological Survey Web site recorded a light 4.2-magnitude earthquake in North Korea at 10:35 a.m., about 385 kilometers (240 miles) northeast of the North Korean capital, Pyongyang.
South Korean intelligence officials said a seismic wave of magnitude-3.58 had been detected in North Hamkyung province, according to Yonhap.
"The nuclear test was conducted with indigenous wisdom and technology 100 percent. It marks a historic event as it greatly encouraged and pleased the KPA (Korean People's Army) and people that have wished to have powerful self-reliant defense capability," KCNA reported.
"It will contribute to defending the peace and stability on the Korean Peninsula and in the area around it."
China's reaction
China on Monday demanded Pyongyang stop any action that would worsen the situation, Reuters news service reports.
"The DPRK has ignored the widespread opposition of the international community and conducted a nuclear test brazenly on October 9," China's Foreign Ministry said in a statement on its Web site.
"The Chinese government is firmly opposed to this," the statement said.
In Tokyo, the prime minister's office said Japan had established a task force to address the situation. Chief government spokesman Yasuhisa Shiozaki said if a nuclear test was confirmed, Japan would "strongly protest" it.
High-level South Korean officials, meanwhile, were meeting Monday after intelligence of the suspected test was received.
"President Roh Moo-hyun called in an emergency meeting of related ministers on Monday to discuss the North Korean nuclear issue," said Yonhap, quoting Foreign Ministry spokesman Choo Kyu-ho.
"The meeting comes as there has been a grave change in the situation involving the North's nuclear activity."
According to KCNA, there was no radioactive leakage from the site.
The U.N. Security Council is expected to discuss the North Korean issue on Monday, and the United States and Japan are likely to press for a resolution imposing additional sanctions on Pyongyang, The Associated Press reported.
On Friday, the Security Council warned North Korea against performing a nuclear test, citing unspecified action if it should do so.
It also called on North Korea to return immediately to the six-party talks with China, Japan, South Korea, Russia and the United States.
'Serious provocation'
The report of a North Korean nuclear test came as Japan's new Prime Minister Shinzo Abe arrived in Seoul for meetings with President Roh Moo-hyun to address the nuclear issue as well as address strains in relations between the two countries over territorial and historical disputes.
Also Monday, North Korea accused South Korea of committing a serious provocation by firing warning shots during a weekend incident in which the South says soldiers from the communist North crossed over their border.
On Monday, members of the U.N. Security Council are expected to select South Korean Foreign Minister Ban Ki-moon to succeed Kofi Annan as secretary-general of the world body.
In a straw poll last Monday, all but one of the 15 council members supported that choice, according to Chinese Ambassador Wang Guangya.
John Bolton, U.S. ambassador to the United Nations, refused to discuss the outcome of the vote, but said: "I think it was sufficiently clear that all members of the council agreed to move to a formal vote on Monday night," he said. The announcement would be made Tuesday, he said.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
The Cheese Stands Alone
As we are heading to Asia soon, Hubs and I decided it best to have a medical check-up (and tetanus shot). So we went in, met with the Doctor, and had our blood sent in for lab work (good times).
Hubs' results were, as usual, perfect.
As for me, I am sad to report that Herr Doctor has informed me that it is in my best interest to significantly reduce the amount of cheese, butter, eggs and cream I consume due to my cholesterol level. He advised I start eating low-fat this and non-fat that.
Hmmm, I thought to myself as he broke the news ... maybe I should not have eaten a block of cheese every night for the past 5 months (no exaggeration). What's the harm of a pot of fondue here, a pot of fondue there? Oh well, there's no sense in regretting the past. Each and every bite was fabulous. And luckily, I don't consume a ton of butter, eggs or cream. Cheese, however, is another story entirely.
Lucky for Hubs, he isn't in town at the moment. He's down South enjoying fried food as we speak. So I've taken the opportunity to clean out our cheese basket (some people have fully-stocked bars in their house; I have a fully-stocked cheese basket in the fridge, which takes up almost an entire shelf).
I've also consulted our friend, who's working on her PhD in Nutrition. She informed me I should increase my fiber intake, as well as cut back on fats. Oh, and that the most effective way to raise the level of good cholesterol in your body is to exercise. (Does carrying the stroller up and down two flights of stairs with baby and groceries count? I know it's not the stair master, but seriously!)
I also made a trip to our local "Reformhaus" (not really sure what this means, but I think it has something to do with health food) to get in the "mood" for healthy eating. I bought loads of salad greens, quark (a weird, low-fat, versatile, ricotta cheese-like substance that can be a base for Tahini, taste like sour cream or be a key lime dessert pudding), tofu, and another strange corn-based thing that I can't really describe, but it comes in many different flavors and goes well on top of salad greens (with a little garlic, olive oil and lemon juice).
I have always considered myself healthy. But, I must admit, I have slipped considerably in the past year.
When I was pregnant, I craved the traditional English Breakfast, Top Ramen, Twinkies and couldn't get enough of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese (how sick is that?). I remember there was a week where all I wanted to eat was French Fries. Then there were those carmel donuts from Gregg's bakery (with cream filling).
Those who know me, know these cravings were totally out of character.
Well, it is a slippery slope, my friends. But not to worry! I'm back on track.
You know, I've heard quark, tofu, greens, grains, lean meats are, after all, the new black.
Hubs' results were, as usual, perfect.
As for me, I am sad to report that Herr Doctor has informed me that it is in my best interest to significantly reduce the amount of cheese, butter, eggs and cream I consume due to my cholesterol level. He advised I start eating low-fat this and non-fat that.
Hmmm, I thought to myself as he broke the news ... maybe I should not have eaten a block of cheese every night for the past 5 months (no exaggeration). What's the harm of a pot of fondue here, a pot of fondue there? Oh well, there's no sense in regretting the past. Each and every bite was fabulous. And luckily, I don't consume a ton of butter, eggs or cream. Cheese, however, is another story entirely.
Lucky for Hubs, he isn't in town at the moment. He's down South enjoying fried food as we speak. So I've taken the opportunity to clean out our cheese basket (some people have fully-stocked bars in their house; I have a fully-stocked cheese basket in the fridge, which takes up almost an entire shelf).
I've also consulted our friend, who's working on her PhD in Nutrition. She informed me I should increase my fiber intake, as well as cut back on fats. Oh, and that the most effective way to raise the level of good cholesterol in your body is to exercise. (Does carrying the stroller up and down two flights of stairs with baby and groceries count? I know it's not the stair master, but seriously!)
I also made a trip to our local "Reformhaus" (not really sure what this means, but I think it has something to do with health food) to get in the "mood" for healthy eating. I bought loads of salad greens, quark (a weird, low-fat, versatile, ricotta cheese-like substance that can be a base for Tahini, taste like sour cream or be a key lime dessert pudding), tofu, and another strange corn-based thing that I can't really describe, but it comes in many different flavors and goes well on top of salad greens (with a little garlic, olive oil and lemon juice).
I have always considered myself healthy. But, I must admit, I have slipped considerably in the past year.
When I was pregnant, I craved the traditional English Breakfast, Top Ramen, Twinkies and couldn't get enough of Kraft Macaroni and Cheese (how sick is that?). I remember there was a week where all I wanted to eat was French Fries. Then there were those carmel donuts from Gregg's bakery (with cream filling).
Those who know me, know these cravings were totally out of character.
Well, it is a slippery slope, my friends. But not to worry! I'm back on track.
You know, I've heard quark, tofu, greens, grains, lean meats are, after all, the new black.
Sick
The thing I've noticed about being a mom is that just when you think you've got it, something new comes along.
Chase came down with her first cold yesterday. I know it is "par for the course" and that it is helping build her immune system, but it is really hard to watch a little, helpless child whose nose will not stop running.
I knew last night would be a long night. I brought her into bed with me, to save repeat trips to her room and to comfort her when she awoke every 15 minutes, terrified because she couldn't breath out of her nose.
Needless to say it was a long night.
We managed a trip down to the train station this morning to visit the only pharmacy open on a Sunday.
Now stocked with saline solution, a nose spray, a new nose suctioner-thing, and a cream to rub on her chest to help clear her nasal passages while she sleeps, I feel like I may actually have a chance at getting an hour or two of sleep myself.
Chase came down with her first cold yesterday. I know it is "par for the course" and that it is helping build her immune system, but it is really hard to watch a little, helpless child whose nose will not stop running.
I knew last night would be a long night. I brought her into bed with me, to save repeat trips to her room and to comfort her when she awoke every 15 minutes, terrified because she couldn't breath out of her nose.
Needless to say it was a long night.
We managed a trip down to the train station this morning to visit the only pharmacy open on a Sunday.
Now stocked with saline solution, a nose spray, a new nose suctioner-thing, and a cream to rub on her chest to help clear her nasal passages while she sleeps, I feel like I may actually have a chance at getting an hour or two of sleep myself.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
On Being Tall
Being tall isn't easy.
In high school most boys are half your height and the tall ones are uber-awkward (aka "not cool"). You can't fit in most clothes (legs are too long). Your clothing size is twice the size the "popular girls" are wearing. You are always asked "can you get that for me?" by random people when you're shopping.
It isn't until you get older that you appreciate height. When those "popular girls" become, well, average.
You can walk into any room - and everyone knows you are there (both a blessing and a curse). It's a silent, but strong presence.
I have vowed to teach my daughter to love and cherish her height.
So - to my littlest darling: Be proud. Be strong and hold your head high. Wear heals. Stand straight; don't slouch (it's so unbecoming). Embrace your height. Understand you will be a threat to some women. And please don't ever worry - real men (forget those high school boys) will love you for it.
In high school most boys are half your height and the tall ones are uber-awkward (aka "not cool"). You can't fit in most clothes (legs are too long). Your clothing size is twice the size the "popular girls" are wearing. You are always asked "can you get that for me?" by random people when you're shopping.
It isn't until you get older that you appreciate height. When those "popular girls" become, well, average.
You can walk into any room - and everyone knows you are there (both a blessing and a curse). It's a silent, but strong presence.
I have vowed to teach my daughter to love and cherish her height.
So - to my littlest darling: Be proud. Be strong and hold your head high. Wear heals. Stand straight; don't slouch (it's so unbecoming). Embrace your height. Understand you will be a threat to some women. And please don't ever worry - real men (forget those high school boys) will love you for it.
Hoi Hoi
Yesterday I caught two men winking at Chase (no, they were not winking at me).
The day before that, I caught a little old woman playing hide-and-seek with her. Last weekend a German man started talking to her while I was walking - he just came up beside me, kept pace and carried on a nice little German conversation with her and then said goodbye and went on his way.
At first it was a little overwhelming (we literally get significant attention from 3-5 people every time we leave the house), but I have come to realize that Chase is now actively engaging people. If I sit down at a restaurant/cafe/tram, she quickly surveys her surroundings, catches someone's eye and flashes a beautiful smile.
For the most part, she gets a big smile back, along with some German baby talk. "Hoi Hoi" is common (it's the same as hello). They also like to "click" at babies here (the sound made when your tongue in on the roof of your mouth). She loves it.
She actually gets sad if she can't get a response. She'll try again and again, until she realizes she isn't getting anywhere. She'll then spend about 2 seconds reflecting on the friend she could have had, and then moves on to the next unsuspecting adult. It's adorable.
But then I think to myself ... hmmm, she's only 6-months-old.
And then I remind myself that she's going to be a tall glass of water when she grows up (on track to be at least 6' tall - if not 6'1"), so she might as well get used to the attention now.
The day before that, I caught a little old woman playing hide-and-seek with her. Last weekend a German man started talking to her while I was walking - he just came up beside me, kept pace and carried on a nice little German conversation with her and then said goodbye and went on his way.
At first it was a little overwhelming (we literally get significant attention from 3-5 people every time we leave the house), but I have come to realize that Chase is now actively engaging people. If I sit down at a restaurant/cafe/tram, she quickly surveys her surroundings, catches someone's eye and flashes a beautiful smile.
For the most part, she gets a big smile back, along with some German baby talk. "Hoi Hoi" is common (it's the same as hello). They also like to "click" at babies here (the sound made when your tongue in on the roof of your mouth). She loves it.
She actually gets sad if she can't get a response. She'll try again and again, until she realizes she isn't getting anywhere. She'll then spend about 2 seconds reflecting on the friend she could have had, and then moves on to the next unsuspecting adult. It's adorable.
But then I think to myself ... hmmm, she's only 6-months-old.
And then I remind myself that she's going to be a tall glass of water when she grows up (on track to be at least 6' tall - if not 6'1"), so she might as well get used to the attention now.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
It's A Sad Day When You Miss BBC Prime
I never thought I would say this (I can hear my friends in London laughing their cotton socks off), but I miss BBC Prime!
They recently took it off the air here - which leaves one English speaking channel - CNN!
Just the thing I want to watch when I'm looking to kick back and relax ... the latest plane hijacking, the school shooting (those poor Amish girls!), and North Korea deciding to "test" nuclear weapons.
Yah, that will make me sleep better at night ...
They recently took it off the air here - which leaves one English speaking channel - CNN!
Just the thing I want to watch when I'm looking to kick back and relax ... the latest plane hijacking, the school shooting (those poor Amish girls!), and North Korea deciding to "test" nuclear weapons.
Yah, that will make me sleep better at night ...
Pumpkin Regatta
Worth checking out for a good laugh!
http://www.juckerfarmart.ch/jahresprogramm/0610_kuerbisregatta.php
http://www.juckerfarmart.ch/jahresprogramm/0610_kuerbisregatta.php
Monday, October 02, 2006
Turners Visit Zurich
We just finished up a lovely weekend with Matt & Christina Turner. We toured the city - and ate loads of cheese, chocolate and pastries. By the end of the weekend you couldn't tell them apart from the locals.
Thanks so much for making the trip out to see us!
Thanks so much for making the trip out to see us!
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Happy New Year ( Rosh Hashanah)
Last weekend, a friend invited us to celebrate Rosh Hashanah.
Having never celebrated it before, I did some quick online research and found that Rosh Hashanah literally means the head of the year and commemorates the anniversary of the creation of the world. I also discovered the traditional gift is a honey pot (good to know).
We were welcomed by the sweet smell of chicken, kugel and carrot Tzimmes. When dinner was ready, we (along with about 12 other guests) gathered around the table and listened to our hostesses explain the significance of the food on the table (see below).
Round Challah: Symbolizes a perfect year to come. Sometimes raisins or honey can be added to make it extra sweet.
Apples & Honey: Dip the apples in honey to symbolize the wish for a sweet year to come.
Head of Fish: Symbolizes fertility and abundance. The head of the fish symbolizes the New Year, as well as the hope that the Jewish people will lead other nations through their righteous acts.
Head of Lamb: Symbolizes the hope that the Jewish people will lead other nations through their righteousness.
Tzimmes: Carrots symbolize the hope to increase good deeds in the coming year.
Spinach: Symbolizes a green year with plenty of produce.
Rice: Symbolizes abundance.
The food and company could not have been better. Chase thoroughly enjoyed herself. She didn't want to miss a thing - but around the fourth course, her eyelids became too heavy and she just couldn't keep them open.
I left the festivities full, happy and wondering why there isn't more symbolism to the New Year we celebrate. Sure, there are parties (symbolizing celebration of the old year and new year), and then there's watching the ball drop in Times Square (symbolizing a count down), but that's really about it. Sure it's fun, but it just feels like it's missing something.
So I have decided that I will just have to create my own New Year traditions, borrowing bits and pieces from other countries and religions that I have been exposed to and enjoy most.
Having never celebrated it before, I did some quick online research and found that Rosh Hashanah literally means the head of the year and commemorates the anniversary of the creation of the world. I also discovered the traditional gift is a honey pot (good to know).
We were welcomed by the sweet smell of chicken, kugel and carrot Tzimmes. When dinner was ready, we (along with about 12 other guests) gathered around the table and listened to our hostesses explain the significance of the food on the table (see below).
Round Challah: Symbolizes a perfect year to come. Sometimes raisins or honey can be added to make it extra sweet.
Apples & Honey: Dip the apples in honey to symbolize the wish for a sweet year to come.
Head of Fish: Symbolizes fertility and abundance. The head of the fish symbolizes the New Year, as well as the hope that the Jewish people will lead other nations through their righteous acts.
Head of Lamb: Symbolizes the hope that the Jewish people will lead other nations through their righteousness.
Tzimmes: Carrots symbolize the hope to increase good deeds in the coming year.
Spinach: Symbolizes a green year with plenty of produce.
Rice: Symbolizes abundance.
The food and company could not have been better. Chase thoroughly enjoyed herself. She didn't want to miss a thing - but around the fourth course, her eyelids became too heavy and she just couldn't keep them open.
I left the festivities full, happy and wondering why there isn't more symbolism to the New Year we celebrate. Sure, there are parties (symbolizing celebration of the old year and new year), and then there's watching the ball drop in Times Square (symbolizing a count down), but that's really about it. Sure it's fun, but it just feels like it's missing something.
So I have decided that I will just have to create my own New Year traditions, borrowing bits and pieces from other countries and religions that I have been exposed to and enjoy most.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Chase's Carp Kite
Special thanks to Grandpa Mark for sending Chase a lovely, Japanese carp kite (which symbolizes strength and courage).
In Japan, it is customary for every family to erect a bamboo pole in their garden (on Children's Day) and fly a carp kite for every member of the family. The oldest son has the largest kite (shocker).
I wonder how big Prince Hisahito's carp kite is - I'm thinking it might be a little bigger than Chase's carp kite.
In Japan, it is customary for every family to erect a bamboo pole in their garden (on Children's Day) and fly a carp kite for every member of the family. The oldest son has the largest kite (shocker).
I wonder how big Prince Hisahito's carp kite is - I'm thinking it might be a little bigger than Chase's carp kite.
Monday, September 25, 2006
Allbrittons Move To Asia
China (Dalian). Japan (Tokyo). Singapore (like Dallas, TX).
Brian has been offered amazing opportunities in Asia.
Now we must decide which one is the best fit.
Should know by end of this week.
Stay tuned...
Brian has been offered amazing opportunities in Asia.
Now we must decide which one is the best fit.
Should know by end of this week.
Stay tuned...
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Littlest CEO
She knows what she wants and knows how to get it.
I arrange her meals, play dates, travel schedule, "down time," exercise (baby yoga) and daily spa therapy (tub soak, baby massage and aromatherapy).
She can call on me at anytime to discuss anything; I am available to her around the clock.
I take the minutes from our meetings, and work against her deadlines on deliverables (one bottle, coming right up!)
I brief her on upcoming events, things she's going to do, and people she's going to meet. At the end of each day, I debrief her (how was it, did she like little Suzie, would she consider playing with little Suzie again).
I provide translation services (French and baby sign).
I clean up her messes with a smile.
But I must say, even at the end of the day when I am absolutely exhausted ... being Chase's PA is the best job I've ever had.
I arrange her meals, play dates, travel schedule, "down time," exercise (baby yoga) and daily spa therapy (tub soak, baby massage and aromatherapy).
She can call on me at anytime to discuss anything; I am available to her around the clock.
I take the minutes from our meetings, and work against her deadlines on deliverables (one bottle, coming right up!)
I brief her on upcoming events, things she's going to do, and people she's going to meet. At the end of each day, I debrief her (how was it, did she like little Suzie, would she consider playing with little Suzie again).
I provide translation services (French and baby sign).
I clean up her messes with a smile.
But I must say, even at the end of the day when I am absolutely exhausted ... being Chase's PA is the best job I've ever had.
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
Solids: You Are What You Eat
Now that I have read "Super Baby Food" (about a thousand times) I feel (super?) confident about introducing solids. The book is extremely thorough. I especially like Ruth Yaron's "Super Porridge" concept, although I can't imagine Chase enjoying it with the recommended Brewers Yeast, desiccated liver and sea kelp (I can just imagine how popular she'd be if I served some up to her friends during a slumber party).
Funny how things from your childhood come back to haunt you once you have a child of your own. I remember my mom (bless her) used to work her tail off to get me to eat (and enjoy) healthy food. I remember veggie cars (celery body, carrot wheels - held together with toothpicks) and plastic Easter eggs filled with grapes. I remember that I could choose my own breakfast cereal, but sugar could not be one of the first three ingredients (this knocks out everything except whole grain cheerios and wheeties). Dinner was usually something uber healthy - I recall a lot of tofu. I, of course, only wanted to eat candy, twinkies, donuts, lunchables (they were so rad!) ding dongs and costco muffin tops.
So my parents came up with a plan. A donut dinner. No kidding. All the donuts I could stuff in my face in one sitting. Of course I ate so many that I felt ill afterwards; it took a good, long while before I wanted a donut again (also worth mentioning the fact that I quickly became the coolest kid on the block when my friends found out I had a donut dinner).
Now as a grown-up, I can certainly see where my parents were coming from (and I thank them for their continued efforts). I want my daughter to be healthy, of course, but still enjoy junk food on occasion. For me, the fact I couldn't have it made me want it all the more (a reoccurring theme in my life, as it turns out).
But as we all know, children today are in bad shape!
The NDP (NDEP is a partnership of the National Institutes of Health, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and more than 200 public and private organizations) indicates that:
- Diabetes is one of the most common chronic diseases in school-aged children.
- In theUnited States
- Ten to 15 percent of children and teens are overweight – about double the number of two decades ago – increasing numbers of young people have type 2 diabetes.
So how does one find a balance between Super Porridge with sea kelp and donut dinners?
Now there's food for thought....
Funny how things from your childhood come back to haunt you once you have a child of your own. I remember my mom (bless her) used to work her tail off to get me to eat (and enjoy) healthy food. I remember veggie cars (celery body, carrot wheels - held together with toothpicks) and plastic Easter eggs filled with grapes. I remember that I could choose my own breakfast cereal, but sugar could not be one of the first three ingredients (this knocks out everything except whole grain cheerios and wheeties). Dinner was usually something uber healthy - I recall a lot of tofu. I, of course, only wanted to eat candy, twinkies, donuts, lunchables (they were so rad!) ding dongs and costco muffin tops.
So my parents came up with a plan. A donut dinner. No kidding. All the donuts I could stuff in my face in one sitting. Of course I ate so many that I felt ill afterwards; it took a good, long while before I wanted a donut again (also worth mentioning the fact that I quickly became the coolest kid on the block when my friends found out I had a donut dinner).
Now as a grown-up, I can certainly see where my parents were coming from (and I thank them for their continued efforts). I want my daughter to be healthy, of course, but still enjoy junk food on occasion. For me, the fact I couldn't have it made me want it all the more (a reoccurring theme in my life, as it turns out).
But as we all know, children today are in bad shape!
The NDP (NDEP is a partnership of the National Institutes of Health, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, and more than 200 public and private organizations) indicates that:
- Diabetes is one of the most common chronic diseases in school-aged children.
- In the
- Ten to 15 percent of children and teens are overweight – about double the number of two decades ago – increasing numbers of young people have type 2 diabetes.
So how does one find a balance between Super Porridge with sea kelp and donut dinners?
Now there's food for thought....
Sunday, September 17, 2006
6 Month Pediatrician Report
As a reminder, Chase was born in the 25th percentile, but then slipped down to the 2nd percentile (weight, height, head circ.) just before we arrived in Switzerland.
Our pediatrician was pleased to find the littlest "Tallbritton" is now in the 92nd percentile for height (tall? shocker!) and the 75th percentile for weight (and head circ).
I will miss our pediatrician (as we are most likely leaving Zurich in October). He is kind, sweet and gentle. He also has a way of making me worry less about things in general.
Our conversations go like this:
"I'm a little worried about Chase. She grunts at things. Her whole body gets rigid, like it's taking every last piece of her being to focus on an object, but she can't tell me what it is she needs or wants." I say.
"Do her eyes roll back in her head and does she start to convulse?" He asks.
"No," I say.
"Then you have nothing to worry about," he says.
- or -
"My daughter has been covered in a rash for four days." I say, panicked.
"Does she have a fever? Do the red spots have a core that is filled with liquid? Is she having trouble eating? Is she acting differently?" He asks.
"No," I say.
"Then you have nothing to worry about. Call me back if it gets worse, or if anything changes. Children around 6 months break out into rashes. It should go away in a couple days."
So I have decided his approach is a good way to evaluate things that come up in life. As a natural worrier, I have many opportunities each day.
Here's an example: First, I must think of something that makes me worry (hmmm, okay, a fifth international move in 8 years). Second, I must think of things that could make it harder/worse (i.e., having triplets due the same day). Third, I can then be happy that the harder/worse thing isn't happening (Phew! It is so much easier to move with one baby, rather than four). Fourth, feel relieved and get a good night sleep.
Our pediatrician was pleased to find the littlest "Tallbritton" is now in the 92nd percentile for height (tall? shocker!) and the 75th percentile for weight (and head circ).
I will miss our pediatrician (as we are most likely leaving Zurich in October). He is kind, sweet and gentle. He also has a way of making me worry less about things in general.
Our conversations go like this:
"I'm a little worried about Chase. She grunts at things. Her whole body gets rigid, like it's taking every last piece of her being to focus on an object, but she can't tell me what it is she needs or wants." I say.
"Do her eyes roll back in her head and does she start to convulse?" He asks.
"No," I say.
"Then you have nothing to worry about," he says.
- or -
"My daughter has been covered in a rash for four days." I say, panicked.
"Does she have a fever? Do the red spots have a core that is filled with liquid? Is she having trouble eating? Is she acting differently?" He asks.
"No," I say.
"Then you have nothing to worry about. Call me back if it gets worse, or if anything changes. Children around 6 months break out into rashes. It should go away in a couple days."
So I have decided his approach is a good way to evaluate things that come up in life. As a natural worrier, I have many opportunities each day.
Here's an example: First, I must think of something that makes me worry (hmmm, okay, a fifth international move in 8 years). Second, I must think of things that could make it harder/worse (i.e., having triplets due the same day). Third, I can then be happy that the harder/worse thing isn't happening (Phew! It is so much easier to move with one baby, rather than four). Fourth, feel relieved and get a good night sleep.
6 Months!
Six months of sleep deprivation.
Six months of changing diapers.
Six months of sneaking into my daughter's bedroom while she is asleep to make sure she is still breathing (yes, I'm one of those crazy, overconcerned mothers).
Six months of singing "good morning to you."
Six months of looking into my daughter's eyes, wondering what she's thinking as she looks into mine.
Six months of watching in awe as Chase grows, learns, evolves and matures - getting stronger and more independent with each day.
Six months of strong, unwavering support from my darling husband.
Six months of counting my blessings.
Six months of eating cheese and chocolate every day (I really need to cut back).
Six months of being amazed, scared, overwhelmed - and happier than I ever thought possible.
My lovely Chase, your Daddy and I feel so blessed to have you in our life. We cherish every moment we spend with you. You are so amazing. So sweet. So strong. So good natured. So adventurous. Such a good sport.
We love you more than words can possibly describe.
Six months of changing diapers.
Six months of sneaking into my daughter's bedroom while she is asleep to make sure she is still breathing (yes, I'm one of those crazy, overconcerned mothers).
Six months of singing "good morning to you."
Six months of looking into my daughter's eyes, wondering what she's thinking as she looks into mine.
Six months of watching in awe as Chase grows, learns, evolves and matures - getting stronger and more independent with each day.
Six months of strong, unwavering support from my darling husband.
Six months of counting my blessings.
Six months of eating cheese and chocolate every day (I really need to cut back).
Six months of being amazed, scared, overwhelmed - and happier than I ever thought possible.
My lovely Chase, your Daddy and I feel so blessed to have you in our life. We cherish every moment we spend with you. You are so amazing. So sweet. So strong. So good natured. So adventurous. Such a good sport.
We love you more than words can possibly describe.
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Another Funny
I was putting Chase down for a nap yesterday.
We were both on our backs on her bed (as an aside - I just don't get why people buy cribs - the mattress on the floor works so well).
I was watching her, whispering "hush, hush." She wasn't her usual sleepy self; I could tell she was thinking about something (she furls her brow).
She then proceeds to takes her pacifier out of her mouth and try to put it in mine. She then bursts out into hysterical laughter.
So I pretended to suck on it, which made her laugh and laugh and laugh.
We were both on our backs on her bed (as an aside - I just don't get why people buy cribs - the mattress on the floor works so well).
I was watching her, whispering "hush, hush." She wasn't her usual sleepy self; I could tell she was thinking about something (she furls her brow).
She then proceeds to takes her pacifier out of her mouth and try to put it in mine. She then bursts out into hysterical laughter.
So I pretended to suck on it, which made her laugh and laugh and laugh.
Swiss Holiday: Boy's Shooting Match
Today is the Boy's Shooting Match - an official holiday in Zurich.
Military training for Swiss youth can be traced back to the Middle Ages. Shooting practise for Zurich youths was first described in 1576 but the actual Knabenschiessen competition was first documented in the second half of the 17th century. As Zurich traditions go, the Knabenschiessen for 12–16 year-old boys on the second weekend in September is second only to the spring Sechseläuten, which bids farewell to winter. However the shooting match has only existed in its present form since 1899. Thousands of boys - and recently girls - take part in the competition for youngsters at Albisgüetli. Each competitor has five shots and the winner receives great honours with his/her picture appearing in every Zurich newspaper.
Military training for Swiss youth can be traced back to the Middle Ages. Shooting practise for Zurich youths was first described in 1576 but the actual Knabenschiessen competition was first documented in the second half of the 17th century. As Zurich traditions go, the Knabenschiessen for 12–16 year-old boys on the second weekend in September is second only to the spring Sechseläuten, which bids farewell to winter. However the shooting match has only existed in its present form since 1899. Thousands of boys - and recently girls - take part in the competition for youngsters at Albisgüetli. Each competitor has five shots and the winner receives great honours with his/her picture appearing in every Zurich newspaper.
The «Shooting King» receives an old Zurich coin on three silver chains and may choose an award from the prize table. In addition, as a guest of the Baker’s Guild, the winner is invited to the Sechseläuten banquet, attended by representatives of the Government, high-ranking Swiss Army officials and members of Zurich’s Guilds.
Challenge: Travel
We've all heard it before... "When a baby is born, so many things change."
While most of those changes are for the best, new parents also find themselves facing a few challenges. I firmly believe that any challenge can be overcome if one has enough creativity and determination.
Now that we've managed to conquer the "mom is a zombie due to lack of sleep" challenge, we are now finding ourselves asking -- how can someone so small require so much stuff for a weekend away?
We used to get away with just a small, very light and portable bag between the two of us. Now, we are finding we require an additional full-size duffel bag, just for Chase (diapers, bottles, sterilizer, multiple changes of clothes, toys, blankets).
With the new air travel restrictions, flying has become a mega nightmare (waiting in long lines and having to sit in one position with squirming infants is beyond unfun). We tried train travel, thinking it would be good because Chase wouldn't have to be confined to a car seat and there are shorter lines (didn't take into consideration the multiple transfers, physically toting Chase's uber-bag and being jammed into little seats). This leaves the car, which has worked pretty well, as long as the trip itself is no longer than three hours - which basically limits us to Switzerland, Western Austria and Southern Germany. (I know you're all thinking: poor Lang and Brian)
Because the traditional baby bags just aren't cuttin' it for me, I've decided to design a smaller baby travel uber-bag that allows for two nights of travel, but doesn't kill the parents or take up an entire airline overhead storage compartment. If anyone has any ideas (must haves) for this baby "weekender" bag, please don't hesitate to post a comment or send me an email. You might even get a baby weekender bag out of it!
While most of those changes are for the best, new parents also find themselves facing a few challenges. I firmly believe that any challenge can be overcome if one has enough creativity and determination.
Now that we've managed to conquer the "mom is a zombie due to lack of sleep" challenge, we are now finding ourselves asking -- how can someone so small require so much stuff for a weekend away?
We used to get away with just a small, very light and portable bag between the two of us. Now, we are finding we require an additional full-size duffel bag, just for Chase (diapers, bottles, sterilizer, multiple changes of clothes, toys, blankets).
With the new air travel restrictions, flying has become a mega nightmare (waiting in long lines and having to sit in one position with squirming infants is beyond unfun). We tried train travel, thinking it would be good because Chase wouldn't have to be confined to a car seat and there are shorter lines (didn't take into consideration the multiple transfers, physically toting Chase's uber-bag and being jammed into little seats). This leaves the car, which has worked pretty well, as long as the trip itself is no longer than three hours - which basically limits us to Switzerland, Western Austria and Southern Germany. (I know you're all thinking: poor Lang and Brian)
Because the traditional baby bags just aren't cuttin' it for me, I've decided to design a smaller baby travel uber-bag that allows for two nights of travel, but doesn't kill the parents or take up an entire airline overhead storage compartment. If anyone has any ideas (must haves) for this baby "weekender" bag, please don't hesitate to post a comment or send me an email. You might even get a baby weekender bag out of it!
Friday, September 08, 2006
Things I Love About Switzerland: The Swiss Army
As I watch the latest updates about the "War on Terror" (thanks CNN), I must admit I feel quite safe and extremely happy to be living in neutral Switzerland.
That said, I must tip my hat to the Swiss for their preparedness (should they ever need to defend their country, neutrality, cheese and chocolate, they can and they will). Like a Swiss Army Knife, the country is compact and somewhat unassuming, but fully equipped to handle any situation.
Today, the Swiss military can mobilize 360,000 soldiers in 24 hours (since September 11, 2001, approximately 475,000 army reserve members have been mobilized to support the Global War on Terrorism - the US has approximately 1,421,950 active troops).
Switzerland, with its compulsory military service, still spends more money on the military than on retirement insurance, education, or research. Machine guns and gas masks are common in every household. In addition, every army member has his own supply of weaponry. Interestingly, Switzerland is one of the few nations with a higher per capita rate of gun ownership than the United States, yet Switzerland has virtually no gun crime.
Bunkers are everywhere. Even at the neighborhood playground. There are also things we can't see - like underground bases and secret tunnels and pathways, which if connected, would be 1,437 miles long.
Earlier this week, the Swiss announced The Sonnenberg Tunnel, originally built to offer shelter to 20,000 people in the event of war, is to be turned into a motorway tunnel. The doors of the tunnel are 1.5 meters thick and weigh 350 tones (designed to withstand the explosion of a one-megaton nuclear bomb within one kilometer of the tunnel).
The crafty Swiss also built bombs into mountain pass tunnels that border surrounding countries. So, in case of emergency, they can simply explode the bombs to seal off Switzerland. How convenient.
Living in Switzerland has been a bit like living in a bubble. A clean, safe, beautiful bubble. One doesn't have to worry about terrorist attacks or natural disasters. Young children walk the streets alone.
All one has to worry about is if it is too cold to swim or too warm to ski.
I must say - it just makes me so sad that my daughter will have to grow up in a world where she has to worry about her safety - not to mention all the stupid stuff, like wearing slip on shoes when traveling by air. Oh Chase, my darling, I'm so sorry I can't keep you in this beautiful bubble.
http://www.swissinfo.org/eng/top_news/detail/Lucerne_says_goodbye_to_the_Cold_War.html?siteSect=106&sid=7019319&cKey=1157215636000
http://www.ricksteves.com/plan/destinations/switz/swissarmy.htm
http://deploymentlink.osd.mil/current_issues/speech_test/2005/2005-02-17_embrey.shtml
Image from www.wenger.ch
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Things I Love About Switzerland: Chocolate
I never used to like chocolate.I never understood why some people were so passionate and so completely obsessed with it.
To me, chocolate tasted brown.
When I moved to England, I noticed immediately that there was something distinctly different about the way chocolate tasted. It was pretty good chocolate; I used to consume something chocolate approximately every two weeks or so...
Since moving to Switzerland in May, I have consumed a piece of chocolate almost every day. No kidding. I'm surprised I don't weigh 500 lbs.
So I did a little research on Swiss chocolate and found that the first factory opened in 1819. The Swiss quest for perfection led to the first milk chocolate in 1875 and "melt-on-the-tongue" chocolate in 1879.
In 2005, approximately 86,899 tones of chocolate products (including imports but excluding cocoa and chocolate powder) was consumed in Switzerland (with an average per capita consumption of 11.6 kg - 25.6 lbs!). **It's worth mentioning that this figure also includes tourist purchases and those who drive over the border just to buy Swiss chocolate**
I found it no surprise that milk chocolate was the most popular (over 80%), followed by dark chocolate (15%) and white chocolate (5% - you people don't know what you're missing!).
... Oh Chase, unfortunately chocolate doesn't count as a solid... yet!
Special thanks to the following Web sites:
http://www.schmerling.com/aboutchocolate2.asp and http://www.chocosuisse.ch/page/3_2_faq-en.html and image from http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.desktopexchange.com/gallery/albums/Movie-Wallpapers/Charlie_Chocolate_Factory_2.jpg
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
What Is Funny?
According to the American Heritage dictionary, the definition of funny is "causing laughter or amusement."
Just the other day Chase was watching Dagney, our cat. Dagney stepped onto a piece of tape, which stuck to her paw. Dagney looked utterly dismayed. When she lifted her paw the piece of tape hung from it. Chase burst out laughing. She laughed and laughed.
I couldn't help but ask myself the question: How did she know it was funny?
In an attempt to answer this, we first have to answer the question: What is a sense of humor? The National Association of School Psychologists reports that there is actually a two-part answer. First, there is a mental ability to discover and appreciate events that are humorous. Second, situations that surprise have the potential to create laughter.
They go on to say that in terms of development, a caretaker's voice or tactile stimulation can cause a smile to occur from a fully alert baby at one month. Smiles associated with recognition of faces take place by the fourth month. "Peek-a-boo" should create laughter by the eighth month.
Parents who show silly behavior (e.g., pretending to drink from the baby bottle) can produce laughter by the first birthday. They indicate that a sense of humor begins to develop in the second year, when the child can engage in fantasy or make-believe behavior.
So my question remains. How did she know it was funny?
Special thanks to http://www.amphi.com/~psych/humor.html for facts above..
Just the other day Chase was watching Dagney, our cat. Dagney stepped onto a piece of tape, which stuck to her paw. Dagney looked utterly dismayed. When she lifted her paw the piece of tape hung from it. Chase burst out laughing. She laughed and laughed.
I couldn't help but ask myself the question: How did she know it was funny?
In an attempt to answer this, we first have to answer the question: What is a sense of humor? The National Association of School Psychologists reports that there is actually a two-part answer. First, there is a mental ability to discover and appreciate events that are humorous. Second, situations that surprise have the potential to create laughter.
They go on to say that in terms of development, a caretaker's voice or tactile stimulation can cause a smile to occur from a fully alert baby at one month. Smiles associated with recognition of faces take place by the fourth month. "Peek-a-boo" should create laughter by the eighth month.
Parents who show silly behavior (e.g., pretending to drink from the baby bottle) can produce laughter by the first birthday. They indicate that a sense of humor begins to develop in the second year, when the child can engage in fantasy or make-believe behavior.
So my question remains. How did she know it was funny?
Special thanks to http://www.amphi.com/~psych/humor.html for facts above..
Things I love about Switzerland: Cheese
I must salute a country isn't afraid to serve up big pots of melted cheese (otherwise known as fondue) with bread and potatoes (when we ask for veggies, they look at us like we were crazy).
As my own cheese consumption has easily tripled since moving to Switzerland, I found myself wondering how much cheese the Swiss consumed on an annual basis (could my consumption be normal?). After doing a little research, I discovered that last year, the Swiss ate 149,991 tons or 19.74kg (43.52 lbs!) per person (good, sounds like I'm right on track). Not surprising, given that there are about 450 kinds of cheese produced in Switzerland (so much cheese; so little time).
At this point, I feel I must take a moment to dispel a myth: most Swiss cheese doesn't have holes. What we (Americans) call "Swiss cheese" is in fact Emmentaler (the holes are caused by carbon dioxide building up as it matures - the process gives it its taste). You may or may not be surprised to know that what is marketed in the US as "Swiss cheese" or "Emmentaler cheese" was, most likely, produced in Wisconsin, Utah and Ohio.
So what are some typical Swiss cheeses?
- Emmentaler: Discussed above.
- Gruyere: Produced mainly in French-speaking Switzerland and is claimed by both Switzerland and France (typical). This cheese is used in fondues and French onion soup (I love it in quiche).
- Appenzeller: A semi-hard cheese, named from the region from which it comes. While it is curing, it is washed with an herbal brine, which gives the cheese a fruity flavor.
- Raclette: My favorite. Raclette, the dish, is prepared by heating the cheese and scraping it onto a plate. Yes, that's right. Melted cheese on a plate. Deee-lish. It is most often accompanied by small potatoes and gherkins.
A quick cheese factoid: US President Clinton horrified the Swiss when, in one of the final acts of his administration, he agreed to a recommendation that the size of the holes could be halved (slow day at the White House?) The reason: to reduce the chances of the cheese bursting and to make it easier to slice. Swiss manufacturers quickly announced that the plan did not affect them (and most likely made sure Clinton would never be allowed entry into Switzerland).
... Oh my darling Chase, if only your little tummy could handle cheese ...
Special thanks to swissworld.org, swissinfo.org and senselist.com for valuable cheese factoids and figures
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
What's In A Name?
I have always been fascinated by names; how they are given and what they mean.
When I was five, I named myself Daisy Rosebud (a special thanks to my fabulous parents who always supported and applauded my independence and creativity).
For those of you who don't know the story, my dad asked me to register myself for first grade (he was talking to the principle or something), so I did - as Daisy Rosebud. You can imagine my dad's surprise when he was greeted as Mr. Rosebud at his first parent/teacher conference (yes, he actually went along with it). The name Daisy stuck; it lasted all the way through high school.
When it came to naming our little girl, we decided to follow an Allbritton family tradition and use specific initials. We both decided we wanted a strong, but slightly unusual name, which is how we ended up with Chase. We agreed Lockett would make a lovely middle name (it was also an Allbritton family name). Our next baby's middle name will be a family name from my side (and no we're not preggers).
When Brian's parents found out we were having a baby, they both set to work trying to decide what they wanted to be called. They decided on Papa Joe and Kar Kar.
When my parents found out we were having a baby, they both (independently) decided to let Chase bestow a name upon them.
This past week, Chase and my mom worked together to agree her
I translate these findings to mean that when people look at her resume or communicate with her on email, they will assume she is a boy/man. No biggie; all my life people have assumed I'm an Asian man.
I've found it works to my advantage; I love the look of surprise when they realize they have been tricked by their own assumptions (it is much like the look I get if I meet someone while I'm sitting down - and we are the same height - and then I stand up - and I'm a full head and shoulders taller).
Something tells me that Chase will get to enjoy that too.
Monday, September 04, 2006
Development
My mom has extensive experience in child development; I found her insights (about Chase) extremely interesting. I also love, as all mothers do, to hear that their child is smarter then the average bear.
The following observations are sure to impress Herr Doctor at Chase's next appointment!
1) Chase has a sense of humor (this usually doesn't develop until much later)
2) Chase notices her own shadow (very unusual for a 5-month-old)
3) Chase has invented a game (based on peek-a-boo), where she will place objects over her eyes and then I have to remove them to "find" her. I was initially freaked out by this because I don't like the idea of her placing anything on her face, but my mom pointed out that I need to honor her game because it is the first thing she has created independently. In addition, my mom pointed out how Chase has even taken it to the next step - she has generalized it - it doesn't just have to be her bunny, it can be anything. And, Chase gets really sad (brink of tears) if I don't play the game with her.
4) Chase feels items with her lips. She isn't tasting them. She isn't sucking them. She isn't licking them. She gently places her lips on things to help identify them.
Go, Chase, go!
The following observations are sure to impress Herr Doctor at Chase's next appointment!
1) Chase has a sense of humor (this usually doesn't develop until much later)
2) Chase notices her own shadow (very unusual for a 5-month-old)
3) Chase has invented a game (based on peek-a-boo), where she will place objects over her eyes and then I have to remove them to "find" her. I was initially freaked out by this because I don't like the idea of her placing anything on her face, but my mom pointed out that I need to honor her game because it is the first thing she has created independently. In addition, my mom pointed out how Chase has even taken it to the next step - she has generalized it - it doesn't just have to be her bunny, it can be anything. And, Chase gets really sad (brink of tears) if I don't play the game with her.
4) Chase feels items with her lips. She isn't tasting them. She isn't sucking them. She isn't licking them. She gently places her lips on things to help identify them.
Go, Chase, go!
Sunday, September 03, 2006
Trip To Lucerne (Luzern in German) With Grandma Cris
Lucerne, located in the heart of Switzerland, is known for its narrow cobblestone streets, slender spires and turrets, frescoed houses, fountains, and covered bridges.
The lake is the fourth largest in Switzerland (24 miles long, 2 miles wide).
The Kapellbruke (Chapel Bridge) - pictured below - crosses the Reuss River. Built in 1333, the bridge is 558 feet long and one of the best preserved bridges in Switzerland. It was originally used for defense (I laughed when I heard this because I was thinking ..."quick everyone, onto the bridge." Brian, on the other hand, believes it was most likely the only bridge crossing the river). The bridge was also known for its 122 paintings (depicting daily activities) that hung within - from the roof. Unfortunately, 2/3 of the paintings were destroyed in a fire in 1993.
While the paintings below are from Mills Bridge, they are quite similar to the paintings seen in Chapel Bridge. Mills Bridge, on the other hand, was built in 1407 and restored in the 19th century. The series of paintings, called The Dance of Death, commemorate a plague that swept the city. They were painted by Kaspar Meglinger in the 17th century.
The Lowendenkmal (Lion Monument) is a monument to the bravery of the Swiss Guards who died in Tuileries of Paris in 1792 trying to save the life and honor of Marie Antoinette. Mark Twain once said the Dying Lion of Lucerne was "the saddest and most poignant piece of rock in the world." I have to agree.
We also viewed the Panorama, one of the largest canvases in Europe, covering 10,861 square feet (thanks mom!). Couldn't take a picture inside.
Taking a break at Lake Lucerne...
While Chase appreciated the history of Lucerne, she found her toes to be more exciting ...
Historical information provided by Frommer's Switzerland
The lake is the fourth largest in Switzerland (24 miles long, 2 miles wide).
The Kapellbruke (Chapel Bridge) - pictured below - crosses the Reuss River. Built in 1333, the bridge is 558 feet long and one of the best preserved bridges in Switzerland. It was originally used for defense (I laughed when I heard this because I was thinking ..."quick everyone, onto the bridge." Brian, on the other hand, believes it was most likely the only bridge crossing the river). The bridge was also known for its 122 paintings (depicting daily activities) that hung within - from the roof. Unfortunately, 2/3 of the paintings were destroyed in a fire in 1993.
While the paintings below are from Mills Bridge, they are quite similar to the paintings seen in Chapel Bridge. Mills Bridge, on the other hand, was built in 1407 and restored in the 19th century. The series of paintings, called The Dance of Death, commemorate a plague that swept the city. They were painted by Kaspar Meglinger in the 17th century.
The Lowendenkmal (Lion Monument) is a monument to the bravery of the Swiss Guards who died in Tuileries of Paris in 1792 trying to save the life and honor of Marie Antoinette. Mark Twain once said the Dying Lion of Lucerne was "the saddest and most poignant piece of rock in the world." I have to agree.
We also viewed the Panorama, one of the largest canvases in Europe, covering 10,861 square feet (thanks mom!). Couldn't take a picture inside.
Taking a break at Lake Lucerne...
While Chase appreciated the history of Lucerne, she found her toes to be more exciting ...
Historical information provided by Frommer's Switzerland
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Why do rubber bands stretch?
I continue to be amazed at how interested Chase is in what I'm doing. I can actually see her process everything I do, take note, and then file it away.
I've always believed you should address your child with respect, and be especially careful not talk down to them. Tell them what you are doing. Explain things to them.
So we do our best to explain why things float in the bath tub, what shadows are, why it is warmer in the sun, why is the sky blue, etc. I've personally found it to be a good excercize to explain complex concepts as simply as possible.
We were doing pretty well until I came up with the question: why do rubber bands stretch?
The simplest answer I came across is as follows:
"you can think of the polymer molecules (that comprise a rubber band) as a tangled mass of very long spaghetti strands tacked together to one another in a few widely separated places along the strands. When the rubber band is stretched, this tangled mass of "spaghetti strands" stretch out and line up parallel to one another (more or less / mostly less). It is this lining up that allows the rubber band to stretch. However, there is a limit to how much the rubber molecules can be stretched because they are attached to one another in these few places. (The technical name for these links between the chains is "cross linked".) If too much force is applied these cross links will break and the rubber band will "snap". - Vince Caldor, Ask A Scientist (http://www.newton.dep.anl.gov/askasci/eng99/eng99163.htm)
For those of you who are a little more math and science inclined:
"At a constant temperature, and for elongations not too large, a rubber band obeys Hooke's Law: The force, f = - K(X - Xo) where K is a constant, (X - Xo) is the elongation and the sign in negative because the force is in the direction opposite to the extension. That is the force, f, is trying to pull the rubber band back to its equilibrium length, Xo." - Also from Vince.
Vince goes on to say:
"When you heat almost any solid, it expands. But not rubber bands!!! The reason is that heating the rubber molecules make them move around more. They become less aligned as a result and the rubber band SHRINKS instead of expanding when it is heated!!!" (This is quite exciting, as seen from his use of exclamation marks)
But enough about Vince (I found him slightly condescending, but I'm sure it's just because he's one of those super "mathy" types who doesn't understand why everyone doesn't know calculus) and why rubber bands stretch (although I'm sure you're all happy you now have something stimulating to talk about at your next party). I came across a fun Web site while I was doing my research and wanted to share it with you.
Check out: http://www.why-is-the-sky-blue.tv/why-is-the-sky-blue.htm
*Rubber band image courtesy of Wikipedia. The entry on rubber bands is fairly hilarious.
Monday, August 28, 2006
Chasie Magoo and her little cat Schmoo
Chase loves Dr. Seuss so much that I decided to write a story for her. After conducting a little research, I learned that most of Dr. Seuss' books are written in anapestic tetrameter (anapestic tetrameter consists of four rhythmic units (anapests), with two weak beats followed by one strong beat).
So here goes...
There once was a girl
Named Chasie Magoo
She lived in
With her little cat Shmoo
All through the day
That little girl Chasie
And her kitty cat Shmoo
In the middle of May
Kitty cat Shmoo
thought of something new to do
Said the kitty
Come with me outside
I'll show you something pretty
Come along for the ride
And they sat together, looking up to the sky
As they watched the clouds
Change shape up there
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Solids
I hesitate as I write this entry -- the discussion of introducing solids, I have found, is a loaded topic (not unlike the topic of breastfeeding).
Some people feel it is best to wait until the baby is 6 months old (to avoid food allergies and decrease chances of obesity later in life), while others believe it is best to introduce solids when the baby (1) can sit upright with little support, (2) shows interest in food and (3) is at least four months of age.
At Chase's 4-month pediatrician visit, I was told "it's time to start introducing solids" (I felt like I had graduated and was being handed a diploma). Herr (spelling of Herr is intentional - it's German) Doctor recommended I start with carrots, then potatoes, etc. He told me to try a new food each week and look for any sign of allergies. He also recommended introducing a bit of baby cereal as well, once Chase had the hang of "solids." And that was it. He made it sound so easy.
I laughed as I mused what the NHS would say ... "Start with mushy peas, then fish and chips, then Guinness - but be sure to limit it to only one Guinness a day..." - haha.
I figured that if Chase's pediatrician was laid back about it, I would be too (those who know me know that it's nearly impossible for me to be laid back about anything). I believed I was equipped with enough basic knowledge (no sugar, salt, honey, milk, strawberries soft cheese, blue cheese, peanut butter) and common sense (mush it up really well before feeding it to baby) to start "Operation: Introduce solids."
About two weeks in, I was feeling pretty confident, but I still picked up a book that was given to me as a gift (written in America), about how to introduce solids. Since moving to Europe, I have developed a nagging feeling that there is something more I should know (about just about everything) that the Europeans (1) forget to mention, (2) figure I should know, (3) just don't know, or (4) just don't care (see entry for DHA).
Well, I have to say - the book, "Super Baby Food," written by Ruth Yaron, scares me. Sure it has everything a mom needs to know (first aid, meal planners, recipes, nutrition, portion sizes, and more), but it is so packed with information that I'm terrified I'm going to forget things - or do something wrong. I learned, for example, that carrots and potatoes are not recommended as a first food, that wheat is a high risk food, that all fruit should be boiled before it's given to a baby, and that semolina is a high risk allergen (so why do the stores here sell semolina baby food?), that foods should be introduced at the same time each day, that water should follow each introduction, and what allergies to foods may look like (scary stuff) -- and I'm only about a quarter of the way through it.
And, to make things a little more complicated/confusing, add in the fact I'm living in a foreign country, where I don't speak the language and I can barely read the ingredients on boxes (even though they are kind enough to write it in French, Italian and German) ... plus, all measurements are milligrams/grams and no detail is given about the % as it relates to daily allowance.
So once again, I find myself straddling the line (or should I say pond) between America and Europe. As I have not lived in the US for three years, I'm starting to appreciate the laissez-faire attitude that comes with living in Europe, but I certainly don't want to jeopardize my daughter and want to make sure she has a safe and enjoyable introduction to solid food.
After much deliberation between the European and American way of life, I've decided I will read, and re-read this book, memorize it, build out a meal calendar, chart Chase's responses to each food and present it to Herr Doctor at Chase's next visit -- at which point he will look at me like I'm a "crazy American" - but I can take it - I've received the look a lot since I moved to Europe.
I guess you can take the American out of America, but you can't take the America out of the American.
Some people feel it is best to wait until the baby is 6 months old (to avoid food allergies and decrease chances of obesity later in life), while others believe it is best to introduce solids when the baby (1) can sit upright with little support, (2) shows interest in food and (3) is at least four months of age.
At Chase's 4-month pediatrician visit, I was told "it's time to start introducing solids" (I felt like I had graduated and was being handed a diploma). Herr (spelling of Herr is intentional - it's German) Doctor recommended I start with carrots, then potatoes, etc. He told me to try a new food each week and look for any sign of allergies. He also recommended introducing a bit of baby cereal as well, once Chase had the hang of "solids." And that was it. He made it sound so easy.
I laughed as I mused what the NHS would say ... "Start with mushy peas, then fish and chips, then Guinness - but be sure to limit it to only one Guinness a day..." - haha.
I figured that if Chase's pediatrician was laid back about it, I would be too (those who know me know that it's nearly impossible for me to be laid back about anything). I believed I was equipped with enough basic knowledge (no sugar, salt, honey, milk, strawberries soft cheese, blue cheese, peanut butter) and common sense (mush it up really well before feeding it to baby) to start "Operation: Introduce solids."
About two weeks in, I was feeling pretty confident, but I still picked up a book that was given to me as a gift (written in America), about how to introduce solids. Since moving to Europe, I have developed a nagging feeling that there is something more I should know (about just about everything) that the Europeans (1) forget to mention, (2) figure I should know, (3) just don't know, or (4) just don't care (see entry for DHA).
Well, I have to say - the book, "Super Baby Food," written by Ruth Yaron, scares me. Sure it has everything a mom needs to know (first aid, meal planners, recipes, nutrition, portion sizes, and more), but it is so packed with information that I'm terrified I'm going to forget things - or do something wrong. I learned, for example, that carrots and potatoes are not recommended as a first food, that wheat is a high risk food, that all fruit should be boiled before it's given to a baby, and that semolina is a high risk allergen (so why do the stores here sell semolina baby food?), that foods should be introduced at the same time each day, that water should follow each introduction, and what allergies to foods may look like (scary stuff) -- and I'm only about a quarter of the way through it.
And, to make things a little more complicated/confusing, add in the fact I'm living in a foreign country, where I don't speak the language and I can barely read the ingredients on boxes (even though they are kind enough to write it in French, Italian and German) ... plus, all measurements are milligrams/grams and no detail is given about the % as it relates to daily allowance.
So once again, I find myself straddling the line (or should I say pond) between America and Europe. As I have not lived in the US for three years, I'm starting to appreciate the laissez-faire attitude that comes with living in Europe, but I certainly don't want to jeopardize my daughter and want to make sure she has a safe and enjoyable introduction to solid food.
After much deliberation between the European and American way of life, I've decided I will read, and re-read this book, memorize it, build out a meal calendar, chart Chase's responses to each food and present it to Herr Doctor at Chase's next visit -- at which point he will look at me like I'm a "crazy American" - but I can take it - I've received the look a lot since I moved to Europe.
I guess you can take the American out of America, but you can't take the America out of the American.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Question Of The Day
Is my dryer shrinking Chase's clothes or is she really long enough to wear 9-12 month clothing at 5 months of age?
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
Kunsthaus
One of the largest portrait galleries in Switzerland - and the first museum Chase has ever seen. She sang throughout our visit, while listening to her voice echo, echo, echo...
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