and the mome raths outgrabe
Mar. 31st, 2007 10:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So as my elder daughter went off to spend the early afternoon with her friends, I took my younger daughter to the library. For the first time I engaged her in a directed search for information using the catalog (or, rather, the computer which now serves that purpose better than what I grew up with). We found three books for her science project. Two were kids books on deer, and one was a handbook of California grasses.
With books in hand we headed to the park and played for an hour. No, with only two of us I do not play tag, and I said so. It really takes at least three to have a good game of tag. Slides are fun, and sliding with her is a thrill for her. Swings are fun. Playing hide and seek is quite a challenge. With a count of only 20 she can't get so far away that I have any concern, but neither one of us is guaranteed to have reached a good hiding spot. It's particularly hard for me to hide myself among playground equipment intended for kids of elementary school size.
At home I found that one of the automated astronomical software systems had complained, but only once. (That deserves its own post later.) By that I was a bit distracted as I played Don't Break the Ice, but contrary to my daugher, playing to win is never my goal. I just love to watch for the unusual patterns of stress redistribution when various blocks are removed. With the astronomical software deemed stable, I engaged in a fully attentive game of Battleship. That game is one of the pieces of my history gleaned from clearing out my dad's storage locker. The simplicity and durability of my version is far to be preferred over some of the newer incarnations. But we did not finish the game before running into a time limit set by the movie theater, so we stashed the partly played games off in corners and went to gather my elder daughter.
With books in hand we headed to the park and played for an hour. No, with only two of us I do not play tag, and I said so. It really takes at least three to have a good game of tag. Slides are fun, and sliding with her is a thrill for her. Swings are fun. Playing hide and seek is quite a challenge. With a count of only 20 she can't get so far away that I have any concern, but neither one of us is guaranteed to have reached a good hiding spot. It's particularly hard for me to hide myself among playground equipment intended for kids of elementary school size.
At home I found that one of the automated astronomical software systems had complained, but only once. (That deserves its own post later.) By that I was a bit distracted as I played Don't Break the Ice, but contrary to my daugher, playing to win is never my goal. I just love to watch for the unusual patterns of stress redistribution when various blocks are removed. With the astronomical software deemed stable, I engaged in a fully attentive game of Battleship. That game is one of the pieces of my history gleaned from clearing out my dad's storage locker. The simplicity and durability of my version is far to be preferred over some of the newer incarnations. But we did not finish the game before running into a time limit set by the movie theater, so we stashed the partly played games off in corners and went to gather my elder daughter.