Clover just smashed a snow globe that had a couple of penguins in it. Susan and I are both relieved; it is finally gone. It was our Snowglobe of Damocles. ^_^
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Clover knows how to cluck eir tongue, as of the last minute! ^_^
It wasn’t until Susan was describing Clover as having my long torso that it occurred to me that torsos came in different categories. I had simply thought they were the same size relative to a person’s height (give or take inches of course). No doubt this unchallenged idea had taken root and was reinforced through years of people exclaiming that my legs must be long, and that I would be a basketball player, etc. I’ve found that most folks are not particularly imaginative when predicting children’s’ futures.
Anyhow, I’ve always avoided certain styles of clothing because they didn’t fit my goofy body, which I thought had been scale-shifted from average bodies. Then I discovered a Kickstarter for an interesting shirt. Once I got it I realized what a shirt made for tall folks could be like. So I had AlbertMing, a local company, come out and measure me to create another shirt, this time in navy blue. In addition to my personal measurements, I also had the sleeves extended, since I don’t use buttons on my wrists: I either roll them twice, or prefer to have them unbuttoned and partly covering my hand, to the knuckles.
I just got it today, and it is great! I even tucked them into pants and didn’t feel foolish. Having tailored clothing (Susan recently got me Moon Water skirt pants, made in my size. I feel like a secret candy raver [but not really secret, since people still aren't expecting me to wear something so flow-y]) makes all the difference!
I think it is humble because it is half the length of the original. I wanted to share this, because Clover can sing the refrain, which happens to be, “I love you! Oh, I love you!” ^_^
Edit: The full version is online, as well.
I can look at photos of Clover all day long. But not other photos. I’ve never been able to look at photo galleries for very long, and even when I go to a museum I tend to go through really fast. I pick up a lot of detail, and I remember it, so looking at visual art becomes boring.
I think the reason I like see pictures of Clover is because it is the strongest validation that I have of em having a fun childhood. And non-violent. A bummer, I know, but it is something I scan for when I look at photos of children.
There are very few surviving photos of me as a child, because at multiple times in my childhood my mother would either be forced to leave behind a lot of possessions, or her husband would destroy the photos in a drunken rage. The aggregate effect on my life is that it taught me to not care about my personal culture, but to have strong opinions about others’ personal culture. It is why I stay up some nights wondering when Susan‘s laptop was last backed up. And it is why I go to great lengths to both preserve and share the photos of Clover’s experiences.
I can’t imagine what Clover will do with a high-definition and hyper-preserved collection of artifacts, but I know that I have these moments to look back and know that our smiles were genuine.
I put up some notes on Historiae for a new game I am calling Magical Assistant. I’ve thought of ways to create a game that isn’t based on violence. I would like to at least have an option, once Clover is old enough to play with me.
As far as toddler obsessions go, this isn’t bad. Clover can watch it over and over and over and over… and over again. Susan is getting em hooked on all kinds of interesting things.
I am actually fine with it, I enjoy Susan Reed’s version. If you visit the comments for the YouTube video, you will find all these folks who know alternate verses. It is pretty cute.
I didn’t think I would get into children’s songs, but I can see why they are so enjoyable. ^_^
Among the other things happening, Clover is no longer going to school.
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Clover has eir own account on my tablet, and is learning to talk to it.
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