Tubin’ the Cedar

This weekend was pretty much dominated by a combined 7 hours of inner-tubing along the Cedar River.
I managed to capture a stretch on video from the second run, on Sunday.

This is LaGrande and BopOp running a particularly fun, and safe, section of rapids.
WeeOne and I had just finished our second run of the same stretch.

Teaser Trailer

We, by that I mean TheMermaids and I, spent most of this Labor Day Weekend plotting another movie and when we found out that JG was going to be in town…we had to include him.

I didn’t have time to finish all of the edits in the full movie this weekend but I told JG that I would have a short teaser trailer up no matter what.

This is for you JG.

[these actors I tell ya, and their demands? The next thing you know they’re gonna want a chance to direct]

Staycation Part III – The New Benders

Towards the end of my staycation, we fished around for some new ideas, made some future plans for a sleepover with friends, and began to clean the house in anticipation of a coming garage sale.

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Now, several weeks later, the garage is clogged with all of that garage sale stuff – not the best promoters.
But I digress.
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One particular early evening The Mermaids and I sat down to a movie and I rebuffed the usual suspects; My Little Princess-Pony-Carebear-Mermaid-Barbie just wasn’t on my menu tonight – so I put my foot down and said (with that over-super-ultra-mega-mondo excitement meant to drum up support that is frankly…aaaaa bit transparent to The Mermaids. Or to any kid really; in this day and age of carefully architected marketing savvy? I must sound like I’ve only got one bar on my cellphone.

So I said, all ultra-mega like,

I know! Let’s watch The Last Airbenderrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Nooooooo – Daddy!?! We wanna watch My-Little-Princess-Pony-CareBear-Mermaid-Barbie!!

Sigh.
A little weaker this time.

Nope – Daddy is vetoing that one. Let’s watch The Last Airbender. It’s supposed to be good! 🙂

How the heck should I know?

But Daaaadddddyyyyy?!?!?!?……….does it have a girl in it?
No.

But am I hearing a spark of possibility in that question?!

Then I don’t wanna watch it!
ME NEITHER!

Drat! Guess I’m gonna have to go 1950’s on ’em.

Fine. Then I’ll watch it myself and you two can go do something else.

…and I hit play, on my little remote, with such…authority! I’m so 1950’s.

Only five minutes later I had two very engaged Mermaids on my lap, eyes wide, mouths open. In a phrase – they loved it.

You see, it’s a story about a young boy who can control the primary elements of Air, Water, Earth, and Fire. And he, and his children group of power-specialists, can “bend” those elements to their will. A mix of martial arts, fantasy, naturally a love story, and a healthy dose of kid power led to The Mermaids doing their usual – acting out their favorite scenes, picking out clothes that resemble the characters and reliving the movie.

Then one of them asked,

How do they do that?

I attempted a movie making explanation and since it was still light out I went the ostensive route and said

C’mon, let’s go outside and make a quick movie. Just a test.

With action movie eagerness, we spent about 15 minutes setting up and shooting the various scenes in our backyard, one take only, and then repaired to my Macintosh to cut it together quickly – maybe 20 minutes. It was understandably choppy and lame and actually, quite perfect.

They liked it so much, they must’ve watched all 45 seconds about ten times, huge grins and all. So I proposed,

Tomorrow, let’s do it full on – right.

So we did, The Mermaids picked their costumes, we manufactured some “weapons”, and over breakfast we spent a good deal of time (and I burned through some Mermaid patience) writing a scene storyboard. With all that, and more, in hand, we moved the operation to a small wooded section of our neighborhood and what you see below is the result – a crowning achievement to an excellent staycation.

All in all, there is probably 20 min of footage, which took about 2 hours to shoot, and 15-20 hours to edit into the three and a half minute movie you see here. This video also includes about 3.5 minutes of credits and outtakes for a total of nearly seven minutes.

Needless to say – I wasn’t ready with the final product until the aforementioned “future” sleepover several days later. 🙂

ON WITH THE SHOW!
Enjoy – The New Benders!

Flock’a Seagulls

No – not the band.

LaGrande Mermaid (aka a Seagull in this case) starts from the far left in this video of her Animato dance group doing their 1st prize winning rendition of “Positoovity” at a recent dance competition.

“Positoovity” is a number in the Broadway production of “The Little Mermaid”

Take it from a gull who knows.

40 Year Swim

This morning BopOp endeavored to repeat a lake crossing first accomplished by him in 1970.
I will let him tell his story on his blog – rentonkayaker.blogspot.com/
This video was taken at 08:32, when he had really settled into a good pace. Entry was at 08:00

At this time his moving average speed for the full thirty minutes was over 1 mph and the moving speed of the boat at the time of the video was between 1.4 and 1.6 mph.
His stroke rate, as counted from this video, was a very nice 68 strokes per minute.
Very nice indeed.

BopOp on the 40 Year Swim (30+ seconds)

Early on in the video I needed to adjust my position and needed to set the camera down. I didn’t take the time to edit this out.

Weel Daddies Don’t Eat Quiche

So Emma, at about 3AM the other night, woke up with another bad dream…

Mommy! I had a bad dweeem! (sobbing quietly)
Oh honey, It’s okay, it was just a dream.
The Daddy was twying to fwow me into a bit! (sup-sup)
Oh sweetie, that wasn’t real honey it was just a dream.

ah hah

Would our Daddy throw you into a pit? No. He wouldn’t do that would he?

No (sup) the Weel Daddy wouldn’t do that.
(a little perkier now)
Weel Daddies do Up-High, and Buttup-High, and Hipsup-High, and Towwewr.
(thinking of her favorite games)
THAT what Weel Daddies do!

Wheh is the Weel Daddy?

He is sleeping.

Oh. Ok, I want him.

Being 3AM I was sleeping like a runaway train; oblivious yet focused.

As it turns out, this was the third bad dweem she has had about me in the past couple weeks. In the other two I was withholding access to her Bibbit pillow and pulling the fuzz off of her Bibbit pillow respectively. Pulling the fuzz off her Bibbit could be construed as nightmarish under almost any circumstances.

So tonight at bedtime she brought it up again:

You the Weel Daddy.
Yes, I am the Real Daddy.
What do Pwetend Daddies do?
Well, that is a good question. But, if they are pretend Daddies can’t they pretty much do anything you want ’em to?
Uh huh…like twy to fwow me into a bit.

Yikes, kid! Knock it off with the Pwetend Daddy fwowing you into a bit already?
I didn’t do it and, frankly, I don’t even know what IT is?

As it turns out, “fwow me into a bit” has been further explained at some length and seems to be her way of saying something related to me (I mean Pwetend Daddy) trying to bite (bit) her big toe. That is really kind of a focus for a lot of things lately. It is where the really big coughs come from and the place that the last scrap of food goes at dinner…I suppose it’s really just ‘land’s end’ on her body.

Anyway, I haven’t exactly gotten to the bottom of “fwow me into a bit” yet and even Abby gave me a quizzical shrug when I looked to her for much needed help.

I guess there is no direct translation.

Not un. Twos!

I am very late in getting the visuals (or even for that matter the verbals) of this big day up for everyones viewing pleasure, I apologize. Come to think of it, I am not as utterly late as I am with the Christmas DVD, so you might count yourself lucky in that regard.

Let’s just say that Emma looked forward to her birthday for weeks and weeks. We may have had some small part to play in building the anticipation. She was even singing the song to herself for many days.

When the day finally arrived for the party she was a little gun-shy with the small crowd we assembled. We intentionally kept the group smaller for her sake, as she seems a bit edgy in rooms full of people so we made the tough call and kept the gig to just parents, grandparents, and immediate parental siblings (and families). It was a good size for Emma and she warmed up quickly, after she woke up from her ‘hewg’ nap.
I think we all agreed that she got her fill of Ariel, Elmo cake, and playing with all of her many boy cousins. We had water balloon experiments (remember that one day in early April that was 80 ºF? Yeah, the party was that day), feats of strength, dancing, contests of skill whereby one tried to spill the least amount of water from two full cups whilst hopping from one circle to the next.
It was a very invigorating event and everyone had their own methods. In the end Emma just showed us how much it all mattered as she hopped a few times and then poured out both cups happily in the lawn. That was more fun.
She is putting together complicated sentences and even describing events that happened six months ago with words that she can only now say. Amazing how the mind works.
So, now she is “twos” and not “un” anymore. With the help of her sister she is going on about…oh…twelve.

Here we see her cake, in the style of Elmo’s World. It was crafted fastidiously by The Mommy with much skill and even more fondant. 🙂

Dah Da dah da Melmo's world!

baoons!

Twos! [blink blink]

Lastly, perhaps the most commonly sung song in the world. And no I am not paying royalties. Observe how The Wee One deftly handles the cake bringing the candle to within striking range. (1MB video)

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