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	<title>PopLee Ponderings</title>
	<updated>2010-03-18T07:42:00Z</updated>
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		<title>Ice Skating</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2010-03-01T14:54:00Z</updated>
		<published>2010-03-01T14:54:00Z</published>
		<content type="html">Sebastien and I went ice skating on Sunday. He had been talking about&lt;BR&gt;'falling down' ice skates for weeks. Especially after our last attempt&lt;BR&gt;to ice skate was aborted after falling to acquire a parking spot! I&lt;BR&gt;could only imagine how crowded the rink was.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;This time we were prepared. We got there BEFORE the open skate was&lt;BR&gt;supposed to start. Time to pay, find skates, and get them laced.&lt;BR&gt;Sebastien 'skated' last year with Mihai on plastic ice and double&lt;BR&gt;bladed skates. This was his first time on real ice and with single&lt;BR&gt;bladed skates ie "Falling Down Skates". We got on the ice and I&lt;BR&gt;quickly reached the decision that this was a terrible idea. His feet&lt;BR&gt;were going everywhere, I had no idea where to begin to help him figure&lt;BR&gt;it out, and he was less than interested in listening to me. I was&lt;BR&gt;adamant about making fists when he fell down. Not that he could get up&lt;BR&gt;on his own. We did a few laps with one hand on the boards and my&lt;BR&gt;balancing him with his other hand.  He tripped all over the toe pick&lt;BR&gt;and his skates. Eventually he figured out he could use the boards to&lt;BR&gt;get back up. A few more laps. And then I needed a lunch break. (I was&lt;BR&gt;ready to leave). Restored blood sugars, off we went again. After a lap&lt;BR&gt;he was NOT AT ALL INTERESTED in my help. Off we went trying to figure&lt;BR&gt;out his feet. And he did it! (for six or so steps and then down on the&lt;BR&gt;ice in a heap). By now he had figured out how to stand up without his&lt;BR&gt;feet moving out behind). And around the rink we went. Him skating and&lt;BR&gt;falling (managing most times to twist around while falling to land on&lt;BR&gt;his stomach) and getting back up again. One lap around, and twenty or&lt;BR&gt;so trips to the ice,  and I was ready to leave. I don't think it even&lt;BR&gt;occurred to Sebastien to give up! I was in absolute awe of this little&lt;BR&gt;boy who was determined to figure it out! I was almost moved to tears&lt;BR&gt;when he told me "I don't want your help!" Two laps latter and he was&lt;BR&gt;ready to leave. He knew I was proud of his accomplishment, and he used&lt;BR&gt;it to get some candy out of me after nap time....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;When we got home he drew this picture of the faling down ice skate&lt;BR&gt;man. Those are skates on the feet. With just one blade.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Enjoy.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/iceskater.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Rescue Helicopter</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2010-02-22T00:06:35Z</updated>
		<published>2010-02-22T00:06:35Z</published>
		<content type="html">An original piece of construction courtesy of Sebastien.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A rescue helicopeter.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You can hear a clip of his describing it.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/2010022118.23.00.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Bear in a Cave</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2010-01-22T23:59:39Z</updated>
		<published>2010-01-22T23:59:39Z</published>
		<content type="html">Sebastien drew this the other morning.  The colors carefully match his&lt;BR&gt;lovey 'Bear'. (We own three of them, two bumpy  Bear's, and one Soft&lt;BR&gt;Bear, for some reason less loved).&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Bear's 'name' is written above (or to the side as the case may be).&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/100119BearinaCave.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Scuba by Sebastien</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2010-01-13T18:12:58Z</updated>
		<published>2010-01-13T18:12:58Z</published>
		<content type="html">Another drawing.  Sebastien really enjoys drawing. So much so that the&lt;br&gt;teachers are coming up with more art projects for all the kids in his&lt;br&gt;class to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This one is a of a man scuba diving. Along with his submarine, a&lt;br&gt;shark, and a fish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/submarine.jpg" alt=""&gt;</content>
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		<title>Princess Bride: Cliffs of Insanity by Sebastien</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2010-01-13T18:10:56Z</updated>
		<published>2010-01-13T18:10:56Z</published>
		<content type="html">The Saturday of The Snow Storm of 2009, Sebastien watched the Princess&lt;br&gt;Bride at our neighbor's house. (He watched and apparently remembered a&lt;br&gt;remarkable amount of the movie).  In one memorable scene, two parties&lt;br&gt;are scaling a cliff, having arrived at the foot of the cliff by boat.&lt;br&gt;Once atop of the cliff there is a sword fight scene.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One month later, Sebastien drew the following picture. We had not&lt;br&gt;talked about the movie. He made the drawing at school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A little interpretation: Orange cliff, with orange sail boat at the&lt;br&gt;bottom. Blue rope, with two blue people climbing. Both carrying orange&lt;br&gt;swords.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We are astounded at his memory, accuracy, and his use of color!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/2010_01_12_Mountain_web.jpg?a=38"&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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		<title>May your day be Merry</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2009-12-25T19:28:29Z</updated>
		<published>2009-12-25T19:28:29Z</published>
		<content type="html">As you can see, the kids were overwhelmed with presents.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sebastien got his stocking first thing in the morning, and had to play&lt;BR&gt;with EVERY item. He then waited till after breakfast and some TV&lt;BR&gt;before ripping into his presents. It took some persuasion to open only&lt;BR&gt;one at a time, and to prevent him from punching out his  brother every&lt;BR&gt;time Tristan came to play. Tristan liked ripping the wrapping paper&lt;BR&gt;and was demanding for his toys. But lost interest quickly. The best&lt;BR&gt;part of Christmas for Tristan is the tree and the decorations. Very&lt;BR&gt;few of them will be left on our 'tree' by the end of the day.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;May your day be full of family and fun.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0507.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0518.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0511.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0520.JPG" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Winter Wonderland</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2009-12-25T19:24:38Z</updated>
		<published>2009-12-25T19:24:38Z</published>
		<content type="html">Sebastien was an Eskimo in a past life!  This afternoon, walking back&lt;BR&gt;from the playground, I asked Sebastien what he would tell his teacher&lt;BR&gt;that he did this weekend. "Play in the snow, Shovel, Sled, Sleep,&lt;BR&gt;Sled, Sleep, play in the snow, sled, sleep, sled, play in the snow".&lt;BR&gt;That was his weekend. With some baking and tv thrown in for good&lt;BR&gt;measure.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Atleast 18 inches of snow. Mihai shoveled our both our cars, our&lt;BR&gt;driveway and sidewalk, the neighbors sidewalk, and a path around to&lt;BR&gt;the back of the house to the back door. A whole lot of shoveling. He&lt;BR&gt;got inspiration from the neighbors and tunneled an igloo out of the&lt;BR&gt;snow/ice. Sebastien had fun undoing that work and the cleared&lt;BR&gt;pathways. We put some bird seed out. and then he proceeded to sit by&lt;BR&gt;the bird bath calling for the birds. They didn't come. Someone was&lt;BR&gt;quite upset.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tristan couldn't decide what to make of the snow.That's not true. He&lt;BR&gt;knows he doesn't like a face full of snow. The rest of it is still up&lt;BR&gt;for debate. He wants to be outside, but would currently prefer the&lt;BR&gt;white stuff weren't there. Sledding is not yet his thing. Especially&lt;BR&gt;when sledding with Daddy involves a face full of the white stuff. I&lt;BR&gt;figured out a way to keep his fingers not wet, which was likely the&lt;BR&gt;problem the first time. Double gloves. While I glove him up, he opens&lt;BR&gt;and closes and open and closes his fist. Cute. Until he figures out he&lt;BR&gt;can use his teeth to get the gloves off. The gloves that took five&lt;BR&gt;minutes to get all the fingers lined up in properly....&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0447.JPG" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Opps</title>
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			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2009-12-25T19:23:54Z</updated>
		<published>2009-12-25T19:23:54Z</published>
		<content type="html">Well. What is the holiday season without a little vice?!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Both my kids had a first.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tristan took his first sip of beer. We were at a neighbors house&lt;BR&gt;having lunch after a play in the snow. Tristan was walking around.&lt;BR&gt;Picked up an almost empty bear bottle, from teh recycling. Took a&lt;BR&gt;swig. And promptly threw up his lunch. (Who wouldn't throw up after&lt;BR&gt;drinking day old beer?)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Fireman Mike came over for dinner tonight. We gave him a small present&lt;BR&gt;of a slots dice game. And then we, sebastien included, proceeded to&lt;BR&gt;play a few rounds. Two cent buy in ("look the gold one!"). I think we&lt;BR&gt;all lost, although Mike lost the least. Mihai probably lost the most.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Happy Winter Solstice (almost)!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG0483.JPG" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>First haircut</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2009-12-21T03:48:06Z</updated>
		<published>2009-12-21T03:48:06Z</published>
		<content type="html">I had been meaning to take Tristan to the kids hair cut place, but he&lt;BR&gt;always had a runny nose.&lt;BR&gt;Finally Cheryl nagged me into getting the hair out of his eyes.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;We did it together (with a little food to keep the child entertained).&lt;BR&gt;It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A few days later I cut Sebastien's hair, at his request! The bangs&lt;BR&gt;aren't quite straight. But he is never still long enough for anyone to&lt;BR&gt;notice!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG2961.JPG" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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		<title>Belated Tristan Birthday</title>
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		<author>
			<name>Marina Lee</name>
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		<updated>2009-12-21T03:42:57Z</updated>
		<published>2009-12-21T03:42:57Z</published>
		<content type="html">We celebrated Tristan's birthday late this year. On his birthday he&lt;BR&gt;was on day two of what turned out to be a five day fever. Not the flu.&lt;BR&gt;But miserable none the less. We celebrated two or three weeks later up&lt;BR&gt;at Cheryl and Dan's house. They were kind enough to let the friends&lt;BR&gt;gather at their house for a celebration.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The photos are self explanatory.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG2665.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/9777-9378/IMG2655.JPG" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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