One piece of advice. Don't let your kids eat carrots for dinner. Not if they are going to throw up at 3am. Trust me.
Ok, so there was no way that I could know that Kyle was not feeling well. Other than being a bit cranky (which we attributed to the fact that he had been staying up later since Grandma and Grandpa Elms were visiting for the weekend) he seemed fine all day. So imagine my surprise at being awakened at 3am by the most pitiful, sick little boy you have ever seen. Poor thing. He proceeded to get sick again in the morning and then seemed to be totally recovered by the time that Pops came by. Which led to the total disregard for my mommy intuition which knew that we should stay home and rest.
But in my defense he did really enjoy the hour or so at the beach boogie boarding in the perfect conditions before he wore himself out again and threw up on the beach (bad, bad mommy). And it will make for an interesting family story down the road. And I did do my penitence by carrying his not-so-little 6 year old body home 5 blocks.
Spent the rest of the day resting, watching Spirited Away while Jason got Pops' undivided attention for the rest of the afternoon on the beach and playing mini golf. I think that they both enjoyed it. It was fun hanging out with my Dad who just bought a condo down here in Ocean City and is enjoying being a beach bum like myself.
So that was our day. Kyle was still dragging at bedtime, but hopefully a good nights rest will be what he needs. And if anyone has suggestions for getting orange carrot stains out of berber carpeting please let me know.
An animator faces his own animation in deadly combat. The battlefield? The Flash interface itself.
A stick figure is created by an animator with the intent to torture. The stick figure drawn by the animator will be using everything he can find - the brush tool, the eraser tool - to get back at his tormentor. It's resourcefulness versus power. Who will win? You can find out yourself.
I can really see Jason making something like this when he gets older. This was right up his alley and he was cracking up the whole time.