once upon a time a boy saw a girl.  he asked her to go get lime bars.  she said yes.  he was a viking and she was dutch.  but this didn’t stop them.  eventually they fell in love, got married, became the H’s, bought a house in the mountains and had a little dutch-viking hybrid. 


then they decided that some sort of modern narritive of life in general [l.i.g], preferably in the digital format, may be in order. 


(little dutch-viking hybrids tend to make these things necessary.)


so here is an attempt to capture l.i.g in all it’s wonderful, wild, blessed, busy, changing, challenging gusto.  


frequency tbd.  


Friday, July 30, 2010

Clap Your Hands

Aida has been spontaneously clapping for a while, so earlier this week we tried prompting her to clap. Now, as is typical when talking to a baby, we used a sing-songy voice when doing this. We only did it for a few minutes, but now whenever we say (or "sing") - "clap your hands!", she does it, no physical prompts needed! I figured we'd better catch it on video, as she's sure to prove us wrong in front of people :) She also provides an excellent example of what we call "the bird flap" in the middle of the segment.

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