Kirsten completed her first triathlon today! See the photos.
Kirsten completed her first triathlon today! See the photos.
We’re going to do a skip ahead here to Action Jackson’s European Vacation, Part Deux. We headed to Copenhagen on Saturday for a visit with Kirsten’s friend Malene and her family Martin, Calle and Rose. As you can see, Jackson and Calle both think the Lego iPhone app is cool.
Calle and Rose are 12 and 10, respectively, and they have been super nice to their temporary little “cousin”.
One of my favorite books to read to AJ is titled Tsubame The Ninja.
It is a fairly ridiculous story about a family of ninjas who look like a normal Japanese family by day and train like Ninjas at night. Its charms include awesome drawings and the somewhat shaky English translation (I love a sign in the family’s living room that says “Silent Step. Quiet Step. Ninja Step” with a picture of a kid dressed up like a ninja tiptoeing across the room with his eyes shut.)
Near the beginning of the book, Tusbame comes home (looking like a regular school kid) and with a look of pure joy, leaps into the house, throwing off his regular school kid clothes to reveal his ninja clothes underneath. His mother is looking on with a face that says “hey, pick up your clothes and put away your backpack!!!” AJ and I were giggling over the drawing as we read the book last night.
This morning he jumped out of bed all perky and happy and, after giving me some snuggles, he went back to his room to dress himself. After I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed in a far less perky manner, he gave me a sly smile and told me he was “a soccer player under his clothes”.
Um, okay, I told him (having no idea what he was talking about), sounds good.
When we arrived at at my parents’ house, he announced that everyone should gather around, that he had a trick to show us. He then rapidly pulled off all of this clothes and revealed that he was, indeed, a secret soccer player.
He may not have full ninja training, but he clearly does have some mad skillz 🙂
Check me out (and the backs of AJ and Mike) in the promotional video for the indoor Y triathlons.- shot during and after my tri. You can also briefly see me on the bikes -twice!- if you squint at the right time.
I *knew* fame and fortune would follow such athletic prowess- not to mention the fabulous post-swimming hair 😉
YWCA of Minneapolis Indoor Triathlons from YWCA of Minneapolis on Vimeo.
Today was another museum day. I have long been a fan of le Centre Pompidou and I thought AJ might also enjoy the “inside out” art museum that it is. Michele metroed over to the museum with us and gave us the magic membership card that allows for free entry. It was nice to get in for free (for a change), as all of the museums charge a fair amount of Euros to visit. I believe I mentioned paying to climb stairs at the Eiffel Tour?? Is like zis.
Pompidou had one kids’ exhibit which we were more than happy to explore. I’ve never seen an exhibit like it: the idea was that there was a fictional Native American tribe (back when they would have first had contact with Europeans) that met some Europeans and exchanged totems. The tribe sent their spiritual leader to Europe with a carved totem pole and then waited months for him to come back. When he finally returned, he brought with him European surrealist art which the spiritual leader (as the resident expert on Europeans, of course) interpreted for them. For the exhibit there were four teepees, and they handed out audio players with headphones and flashlights. The audio guides would explain things and we went from teepee to teepee to listen to the different comments (both from a British woman and the tribe leader) and look at the different art. Sometimes the two voices “argued” over what the art meant. It was a fun and unique way to listen to different interpretations of the art and opened up the idea that art can mean different things to different people, depending on their own personal context.
Who knew art could be so interesting??? 🙂
We then quickly (there is no such thing as “slow viewing” when AJ is involved) looked at an exhibit on the Swiss architect Bernard Tschumi (who had designed the park we saw the day before). Despite the fact that modern architecture is not really big point of interest for AJ, he did look at the photos of Tschumi’s work and declared that the ‘tiny houses’ were cool.
With full brains and empty stomachs, we went outside and sat by the famous Stravinsky fountain for a picnic lunch. In addition to cool buildings and sculptures, there was some pretty impressive people watching. Since lunch is never enough, AJ convinced us to buy him some chocolate gelato to finish up his meal. Clever kid that one.
Our goal was to head home and meet up with one of Mike’s friends. Alas, when we got to the metro station to transfer, we found tons of people, and lots of cops in riot gear. I freaked a bit (it doesn’t really calm the nerves to see guys who look like they could be extras on robo-cop) and we then took the bus home — which turned out to be a bad plan, because we were at the extreme north of the city, and it took a good hour to get home with the intense traffic. Yes there were good views from the bus, but it was also packed full of people in the “deodorant lite” category which made sight seeing less desirable. AJ fell asleep on my lap and woke up confused, but not so confused that he forgot to suggest getting some chocolate.
Continuing on our American food theme, we got food to make dinner and I made chocolate chip cookie bars. Once again we were fortunate enough to have plenty of help eating them. 🙂
Highlights gallery at https://photos.smugmug.com/Family/2014/Europe-AprilMay/Highlights-May-5″.
In a delightful change of contrast, the weather forecast was for sun, so we decided another outdoor park was in order. Make hay while the sun is shining, as they say… which is appropriate, because the park, Parc de la Villette, is the former site of a giant cattle sales barn/slaughter house among other things. Additionally, it is next to an equally amazing children’s science museum, Cité des Sciences et de l’Industrie. Winning!
M&G, Mike, AJ and I drove from the south side of Paris where M&G live to the north side where the park is. After getting tickets for 1½ hours later, we picnicked on a hill overlooking a fountain and cool sculptures, and then explored some of the park. Let me tell you, it’s a BIG park (the largest park in Paris), it was designed by the architect Bernard Tschumi and it has sculptures and statues and things to climb and run on all over it. To say that it’s awesome is an understatement.
The science museum was also super cool. You pick a section of activities based on your child’s age and you have 1½ hours to explore them. Close to your time you sit in a holding pen and when the sound goes off, you run in and start playing. We enjoyed the water sections, the gardening sections, the animal, machine and human body sections. Heck, we enjoyed all the sections (which surprises exactly no one given that we’re a pretty big science nerd family).
Upon completion of our time — ended by the same sound going off — we met up with Michele, Gilbert who had been joined by Yves and his boys, and we all went off to find Gilles, his partner Adèle and Nino in the park. The kids had a great time blowing and chasing bubbles and walking around the massive, massive park. No cow dung in sight!
Daily highlight gallery: https://photos.smugmug.com/Family/2014/Europe-AprilMay/Highlights-May-4
Today was a very important day. After almost two weeks of it being just the two of us, this was the day Mike arrived!
We attempted to get up and get ready early, failed, but Mike thoughtfully was on a delayed plane, so we had time to run to the bakery for more chocolate croissants and other delicious items. (I’m not kidding — it’s no wonder many of the statues are of very curvy ladies — the city is deadly with deliciousness. What’s a girl to do?!?)
A quick drive to Charles de Gaulle airport and an excruciatingly long (well, for some of us more than others) 15 minute wait… Mike arrived! That was probably the happiest I’d seen the boy the whole trip. Daddy had returned.
Tired Mike returned with us to the apartment where we met up with Gilles and his adorable (oh the cheeks) five month old baby Ninouch. We played with Nino for a bit and went to Park des Fleurs, which also happens to have a pretty decent zoo.
One of the interesting things about going on trip with kids to a city you’ve visited before sans kids is all of the different things you see. And the different things you notice. I had walked in parks in Paris before, just not the ones with the awesome play structures and fun kids’ activities. At least not that I noticed. It feels like you’re discovering a different dimension or layer of a city that you didn’t know existed. On a more humbling note, it’s also how one can discover that you are totally outclassed by five-year-old French girls with fabulous outfits and better style than you’ve ever had, or will probably ever have. (I was so impressed I would have taken photos, but was worried the other moms might think I was some sort of creep and chase me out with baguettes.)
Among other animals, we stayed in the extensive snake and frog house discussing their differences and AJ helpfully pointing out all of the poisonous ones.
As a thank you for Michele making us so many fabulous meals, I made brownies for dessert. AJ thoughtfully helped by licking the bowl while the others helped to clear more space in the apartment by eating them. Go team!
The highlights gallery is at https://photos.smugmug.com/Family/2014/Europe-AprilMay/Highlights-May-3/.
Another sight AJ really wanted to see in Paris was the Louvre. I’m not really sure why he had such an interest in it, but he really wanted to go. I was more than a little daunted by its massive size, but if he really wanted to see it that badly, I was willing to give it a go.
The museum opens at 9:30, so we decided to try to get there around then. By the time we arrived at 10, it was a madhouse. Oh the people. Again, the billions and billions of tourists. And the changes they’ve made since I was there last. Nothing was familiar and we had to wade through seas of people to figure out where things were. By the time I’d found what I thought was the correct line, there was a woman from the museum standing with a sign saying that if you were there at that point in line, you’d make it into the museum by 1:00 pm.
Um, no.
So instead I told AJ we could go to the museum gift shop — which I’d always liked. Funny thing that, it’s not there anymore. It’s now a super fancy high end shopping center with billion dollar purses… and clearly a steady supply of super wealthy tourists to buy them. We were not in that category. Fortunately, they had a (free!) really cool display of giant animals made out of garbage washed up on the sea shore and a giant evil looking panda named “Pandaora” (The artist, Gao Yu, wanted it to look like a panda/Pandora combo coming out of a purse instead of a box.) I told AJ this was “just like being in the Louvre” but without the wait. Okay, so I lied, but there was no way we were getting in the Louvre.
After looking at many fabulous and excessively unaffordable items, we decided to walk through the giant park behind the Louvre, le Jardin des Tuileries. Also free, and and also not requiring standing in a massive line. While the weather was overcast and a bit rainy, we enjoyed looking at the statues of curvy ladies (let’s hear it for the power of chocolate croissants), the fountains and the mini Arc de Triomphe (okay, actually called Arc de Triomphe du Carrousel). When we stopped for a snack (it’s pretty clear when AJ needs to eat: he gets super whiny and loses all ability to listen or reason, a winning combo really) he got a really big smile on his face and asked if anything looked different. He then held out his second tooth!
The tooth mouse is having a busy week!
We metro-ed home, rested a bit, and then went out again with Michele and her sister Genevieve. We completed some successful shopping (AJ smiled his way into getting a fancy scarf and a bracelet from Michele: that boy and his mad skillz) stopped for some juice and coffee, followed by some macaroons from the best (and most expensive, I swear) bakery in Paris. To eat our colorful and delicious snacks we went to the Jardin du Luxembourg where AJ enjoyed watching families play with boats and I enjoyed sneaking more than my half of the cookies. What?!?
The gallery of highlights is at https://photos.smugmug.com/Family/2014/Europe-AprilMay/Highlights-May-2.
In addition to seeing the many amazing sights and eating far (far, far oh, so far) too many chocolate croissants, AJ lost his first tooth! The lower front two teeth have been wobbly for awhile and I can see the two GIANT teeth coming up behind them (oh the orthodontist bills in our future!)… but still they remained.
Tonight while brushing his teeth, the first one came out. We learned from my French parents, Michele and Gilbert, that the French have a tooth mouse who takes your tooth and gives you money, instead of a tooth fairy. So we figured that since he’s an American in Paris he’ll get a tooth mouse fairy and she’ll probably leave Euros (which Jackson said he’d give to me). As per his request I wrote her a note asking her to leave his tooth and leave him a message. Clearly I have a full night of activities ahead of me.
May 1st is a big holiday in France. It is union day/workers’ day, and everything is closed. To be honest, I’d never heard of it, despite the fact that Michele kept telling me everyone around the world has the day off. She was not convinced by my commenting that not everyone has it off — for example, we don’t in the U.S.
It does make being a tourist a tad more challenging when you’re visiting on a day when nothing is open. And it’s raining.
In the end, we decided to drive to Sacre Coeur, because the churches are always open and, bonus, are sheltered from the rain. The downside of our plan was that every other tourist in Paris had the same idea. Oh, the crowds. Paris has limited parking on a good day. But on a day when everything is closed, and it’s raining?
We parked a healthy distance away from the church and walked up many, many flights of stairs. We saw the main church through the throngs of tourists and decided to see the smaller, “better” church (according to M&G) that’s further from the front entrance and less mobbed. We admired the stained glass windows and the beautiful architecture. AJ was curious about all the lit candles and wanted to light one too. We discussed why you light them, and decided who to light them for. He picked his Great Grandma Pearl (who died two years ago) and I picked all of my grandparents. After a surprisingly difficult time lighting the candle, AJ carefully added it to the rest (I did NOT want to add “accidentally burning down a church” to our list of activities on the trip.)
From there we went down many, many flights of stairs (is anyone else sensing a theme?) and had a delicious lunch at a restaurant with one very over-worked server; the clear downside of picking the short straw on the day everyone else has off. Even AJ who has disliked most of the (crazy delicious) food we’ve eaten on the trip liked the home-made spinach and cheese ravioli and the molten chocolate cake in Crème Anglaise.
Next we drove to an incredibly mobbed Notre Dame. After another walk from a healthy distance, we crossed one of the bridges covered in “locks of love” and even got to see a young couple getting wedding photos taken. The view of Notre Dame from the bridge is truly beautiful: AJ was far more interested in looking at all the different types of locks, seeing which locks were locked to which other locks, and hearing what happened when you pulled on them and let them go. We all experience culture in our own way.
We don’t have many pigeons near our house in Minneapolis. Greece and Paris are filled with them. Running at them full speed and screaming is a really awesome game when you’re five. In the gardens next to Notre Dame was a woman who was feeding the pigeons. The two approaches to bird interactions did not go well together, so the woman gave AJ some waffle to offer to the birds. Following her technique, he got a few of the smaller birds to land on his outstretched arm. Way cooler than the church for him.
From the church we went to a park and met up with Yves and his 3 boys, Hadrienne (13), Clement (9) and Thibault (4 3/4) at a big park. By this point AJ had reached his mid-afternoon meltdown time (between about 2 and 5 pm he’s at his worst: exhausted and hungry, but refusing to eat) and ran away from everyone and hid behind shrubs. Once again I got to hear a small child with an accent shout the equivalent of “Jackson, come back here!” as he zoomed away. Fortunately, after a strong talking to and me using a vice-like grip on his arm, I managed to get him to eat something, and he calmed down enough to say (after bursting out sobbing) that he really missed his daddy, but he thought eating some dessert would help him feel better.
Right. Turns out he was right: pumping him full of a brownie sundae did put him in a better mood. In fact, it put all the kids in a better mood. Who knew??
Here is a link to the May 1 gallery: https://photos.smugmug.com/Family/2014/Europe-AprilMay/Europe-Highlights-May-1/