The life and times of Oscar Marcos Perez-Cytron. Born Thanksgiving Day 11/22/01.
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
1:27 AM posted by Oscar
 Oscar's fourth birthday! We've been building it up for months. Compiling lists of things he would like: a bike, rollerskates, a robot, a cd player, a violin, a book about dinosaurs, a book about crocodiles, a lego hippopotomus, a little doll that wets itself (as seen on TV), etc. In the end, we bought him the bike, hippo, cd player and a kiddie piano. He loves the piano. It has a Mr. Microphonesque component and he was singing happy birthday to himself over and over (and over) again.
Pictures here: http://cubansandwich.shutterfly.com
We've decided to keep the celebration going, because Jessica is coming to visit tomorrow, then we'll celebrate Thanksgiving on Friday with some other expats and then have a family Thanksgiving on Saturday with the Perez contingent.
Otherwise things are going well. Oscar's teachers say that he never stops talking (a parlanchÃn). The same is true at home. His English is getting Spanglishy again. He has trouble describing stuff that happens in Spanish without using Spanish words (I do, too).
He went to a zoo-like place in Madrid called Faunia (a biological park--as they call it). He loved it. They loaded the kids onto a bus and Christian got all choked up when they pulled away and Oscar waved from his window. Luckily I was in school, because I just can't take that kind of stuff. Ever since seeing that movie the Sweet Hereafter, every time I see a school bus, I picture it plunging into an icy Canadian river. His class is researching the sea, so they went to see the seals, sea lions, penguins, and sharks. They also got to watch parts of Finding Nemo.
So it went almost an entire year without raining, and finally the rain came this month. There were a few days when the kids couldn't play outside in the 'patio', so they apparently put on some Pink Panther cartoons for them to watch. They also did this once when we had a parent meeting at the school. All of the kids love the Pantera Rosa (that's Spanish for Pink Panther!) and think this is the greatest thing ever. They sneak around furtively, humming the theme song--duh-dun, duh-dun, duh-dun dun dun dun dun...
What else? We went to Covarrubias with Dan this past weekend. He and Jeannie have moved back to the US, so he was closing up his family's house in the pueblo. Covarrubias is a tiny Castillian town south of Burgos on the Arlanza river. This part of Spain is thought to be the cradle of Castillian culture. El Cid passed through there after he was kicked out of his home. It's really like a fairy tale medieval village--perfectly preserved and surrounded by farms and vineyards. We had a great time, met some really nice folks (a lot of characters up there) and ate great food. We got to see a flock of sheep. Oscar got blessed by the parish priest, because he didn't have a candy to give him--and he (the priest) concluded that in the end, the happiness derived from sweets is fleeting anyway. We lit some candles in the church, looked at a statue of Cristina of Norway (who apparently never made it to Covarrubias while she was alive), watched the falling yellow leaves drift into the river, bought blood sausage and some of the best honey I've ever had, cracked walnuts, kept the fire going...
Off to bed with me. I have an early class--twentieth century Spanish Literature. We're reading Lorca....
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