Archive for January, 2009
As my husband is wont to say, God bless YouTube. One of the girls was confused about whether or not to drop the silent e in “unfortunately.” I know how I resolved that question at her age, and I went a-googling to see if I could find a certain video clip.
And sure enough, faster than a rolling O, there it was.
Of course you know we spent the next hour watching more Electric Company clips, with the girls cracking up at my terrier-like 70s-child excitement. The lolly song! And that other lollipop song, the creepy one. Hey, you guys! Silent E! The uberfunky TION song, which I now realize may have been the genesis of my environmentalist streak. (Rewatching it, I’m rather shocked by the garmentlessness of the crowd at the end of the song. I guess the Age of Aquarius touched kiddie TV too.)
Look, there’s Morgan Freeman with a broken leg singing “There’s a Hole at the Bottom of the Sea.” Frankly, I always thought the gang was a little hard on the gorilla.
Rose and Bean liked Letterman best, and who can blame them?
We’re in the mood for a bit o’ Bach. Taking a nod from Ambleside, we listened to his Magnificat in D this morning—to the first movement, that is. Somewhere around the second aria, Rilla decided her mission in life was to plant both feet flat on Beanie’s face. For some reason, Beanie found it difficult to listen to music that way. Rookie.
Anyway, I’m rounding up my links for easy access during, let’s say, Rilla’s naptime. If you’ve got any great Bach links, books, CDs, etc, you’d like to share, please fire away. 🙂
Magnificat in D on YouTube (Amsterdam Baroque Orchestra) (One of many, many recordings there.)
Wikipedia page on the Magnificat itself. (Includes Greek, Latin, and several English translations.)
Mr. Bach Comes to Call (Classical Kids CD)
Have any of you read this book: Sebastian Bach, the Boy from Thuringia? Do we desperately need to read it? Because I’m trying this crazy, crazy thing where I (gulp) don’t buy any more books for a while. ::::shudder:::: Sorry, I felt faint for a minute there. Good thing I’m sitting down, anchored by a great big lump of snoozing baby.
(Deep breath) Okay then. Moving on. Beanie has just begun reading Genevieve Foster’s George Washington’s World, and in a nice bit of dovetailing, we learned that George was born in 1732 and Bach wrote his Magnificat in 1730.
Here, for good measure, is the Douay-Rheims translation of the Magnificat, Mary’s great outpouring of joy from the Gospel of Luke:
- My soul doth magnify the Lord.
- And my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour.
- Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid; for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.
- Because he that is mighty, hath done great things to me; and holy is his name.
- And his mercy is from generation unto generations, to them that fear him.
- He hath shewed might in his arm: he hath scattered the proud in the conceit of their heart.
- He hath put down the mighty from their seat, and hath exalted the humble.
- He hath filled the hungry with good things; and the rich he hath sent empty away.
- He hath received Israel his servant, being mindful of his mercy:
- As he spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed for ever.
…a nifty new website that allows you to create trails of theme- or topic-related books.
That’s right, homeschoolers, it’s what we’ve been doing all along. We call them “rabbit trails,” these folks call them Reading Trails. I just tried it out with a little trail Beanie and I have recently begun to travel: The Tempest for Children.
Fun, fun, fun.
HT: my pal Kristen the always awesome
…the more they stay the same.
Something about this photo
rang a bell, and I went looking through my archives, and found this, from June 2006.
Apart from the fact that Rilla at six weeks was about the same size as her new baby brother at two days, nothing much has changed, eh?
[Huck], born January 13th, 9 lbs 12 oz. :::swoon:::
(Psst, sweet friend, see what’s on the arm of the couch? The postman was walking up to our mailbox with your package at the very moment Scott, baby, and I pulled into the driveway. It’s beautiful. Rilla approves wholeheartedly. Thank you so very much!)
And one last shot, decidedly less than flattering but a little gift for my Twitter pals:
Put the ding-dang camera away, honey, so I can eat my PUDDING!
(I didn’t know this photo existed when I was twittering about pudding this morning. When I uploaded the photos this afternoon, I saw it and laughed and laughed. Scott must have snapped that during the one brief moment in time when the pudding was actually still in the bowl. I’m sure I was licking the dish clean five minutes later.)