Easter and beyond
Zane's dip into philosophical questions continued from our trip. Whenever a holiday like Easter comes up, I feel like it's a good opportunity to talk about why people celebrate it, and what Michael and I and most of our family believe (or don't). On the way to a puppet show we had a long conversation in the car about symbols of spring, old celebrations, and Christian Easter beliefs. Zane wanted another god story. I gave him a synopsis of Jesus' life and explained which parts I thought were true. Then I told him about the Christian beliefs of the son of god, dying for sins, rebirth, and Heaven. Zane was very upset at the death, and then decided he liked the religious explanation with coming back to life. Once again, he likes the god version of the story. Very interesting to me, but it also makes sense for his level of understanding how the world works.

The Saturday before Easter we went to the zoo for their annual egg hunt. Michael took Zane last year, so I was excited to go this year. Actually, it was kind of a bummer. There was nothing in the eggs, and then you turned them in! At the exit to the zoo, they had candy to choose from, but it's not the same as discovering in eggs. As much as I hate for Zane to get tons of candy, I think next year I'll look for a hunt with more reward. We had fun on the carousel, though, and it was a beautiful day so the sides were all opened up.


Later in the week I took Zane to see Adventures with Spot at the Seattle Children's Theater. I didn't think it was quite as fantastic as The Cat in the Hat or Dot and Ziggy, but Zane seemed to like it a lot. Next I'll take him to Pippi Longstocking, which I'm really looking forward to!

Zane careens inside
The obstacle course of doom
I learn to let go
We had a chilly and drizzly trip to Kelsey Creek Farm for their annual sheep shearing event. I was surprised how interested Zane was in the fiber arts room. We spent quite a long time watching wool dyeing, carding, spinning, and knitting. And then, by god if there weren't bouncy houses. We finished up with that and headed home, full of kettle corn and hot dogs.

I'm especially proud of our trip to a local fire station. I organized this for Zane's entire preschool, and I felt a bit nervous about being responsible for everyone having a good time. I was most anxious about taking the bus there and back. In the end it all went of really well, and I just needed to be a parent chaperon while letting the teachers be in charge. The firefighters were awesome, and I was especially pleased that a woman firefighter led most of the tour. At first they quizzed all the kids on their fire safety knowledge, and they let us know what to do if an alarm went off.

A third firefighter then showed all of the equipment he had to wear and why. I think the kids liked this most of all. The firefighter kept saying, the more gear I get on, the less I look like me! I look more like something scary, but I'm still just a firefighter. Every time a new piece of equipment went on, Zane kept shouting gleefully, "I still know it's you! I still know it's you!" I thought this was a great way to help kids not be scared of a big, heavy breathing black monster coming at you in a fire.

And speaking of heroes, a big part of our life lately has revolved around superheroes. A number of kids at school talk about superheroes, and Zane was ecstatic when I found a Spider-Man t-shirt for him in a pile of hand-me-downs. I looked around the library catalog and found a bunch of superhero stories just for little kids. They don't have much physical violence, mostly just some witty repartee and getting wrapped up in webs. Zane is enraptured by these books. Some of the books are pretty bad, though. One introduced about 15 different superheroes, and only one was female. All the male super heroes were outside doing super things, while the one girl was in the frickin kitchen! How many editors and artists and publishers saw this and thought it was a great thing to publish?! Aaaaaargh! I've managed to bend the superheroes to my will, however. We have had some problem with getting Zane to poop in the toilet, so some Spider-Man t-shirts and a sweatshirt have been dangled as rewards. So far they've helped a lot! Way to go Spider-Man! My hero!

Physically Zane is getting great exercise for his body. He comes home from school most day covered with cuts and bruises, and I consider that to be the signs of lots of good climbing attempts. We're trying something new, though! A few months ago Zane saw a bit of the ballet Swan Lake on Sesame Street, and a few days later he told me he'd like to try ballet. I was surprised! I know a few girls and a boy from school go, but he'd never expressed interest. I was hesitant to sign up for expensive lessons, but I didn't want to quash his interest, either. I asked at the local music and dance school if he could do a trial class, and they said sure! We went on a Sunday and it was awesome! The teacher was a male dancer/acrobat, and he had the kids running themselves ragged and then acting out a story with a princess, a fairy, and a dragon. He spent quite a bit of of time flinging Zane in the air, too. And through all that, Zane learned first and second position and plie. Plus, the big bonus is that parents do not go into the dance room, so I can sit outside and read! We were sold. I can't wait to go back next Sunday.
OK, so that gets me all caught up with stories! I hope I won't get so behind again for awhile ...