- How quickly the king forgot his own words, end of chapter two.
- Multiple loyalties to gods no conflict.
- God Nabu or Nebo; in his name.
- Not solid gold; leaf.
- Bowing to Nebo equated to a pledge of allegiance to Nebuchadnezzar
- Extract an oath of loyalty from leaders
- Large hierarchy of rulers
- Chaldean nobles, not mere astrologers
Some pictures from recent weeks.
- B makes a snow angel on a hike
- E reads a book to Pop
- E makes a snow angel while on a hike in the snow
- They buillt a block robot together
- Karis made the perfect homemade pizza
Still thinking about the following conversation, overheard while voting.
Voter Volunteer: Don't you want a "I Voted" sticker? You can get free things in town.
Voter: No. I don't want anything free. There are too many people without jobs.
A few snaps from the past months. B on a bench in town and fishing with Pop. E by the wagon train. The two all dressed up for Halloween. Hiking in Adams Gulch and hiking up to Baker Lake. Then there's E with his second missing tooth. View the full post (click on the title) to see all the snaps then click on the far right image to see a slide show.
Two weeks ago the local park grounds crew applied what we guess to be fertilizer to the grass. Elias disliked the smell, which wafted to our home, to no end and wrote a note which he posted on our front door. The note, see the scanned image (also attached to this post, faintly in the lower right corner), reads "i DOO NOT LiCKVERDLiSR BCUS iT SMELS LiCK FiSH." He wrote the note all by himself.
Elias went out for a one-night backpack this week with his Nana, Pop, the dog Elsa, and his cousin. They hiked in, oh, a short distance, before setting up camp and eating. They came out the next morning, all smiles, apparently. The red pack, rented from a local shop, was taken back for the slightly smaller blue pack. Even that one did not fit so well because the hip belt had little padding (and his hips have little padding, contours).
Back in the middle of May, while I was traveling in Colombia, Elias lost his first tooth. And, in point of fact, the tooth was lost. Yes, the tooth fairy left him a gift, but she did not take the tooth because the tooth was no longer available. Its location remains a mystery to this day.
On a warm, not so muggy early evening, I boarded a train to The Mall: the only mall I voluntarily seek out. Although most museums were already closed for the day, and I did not plan ahead to find out which ones were actually open, I still enjoyed the stroll by architecturally stunning built structures. I walked around the particularly curvaceous, new (to me) National Museum of the American Indian: the sandstone, water, and landscaping created a sense of tranquility and quiet (even though traffic flowed steadily nearby).