
My friend, Rachel, has posted a few pictures on her blog of her daughter at the playground in the States . Each time, I marvel at how
clean and
safe everything looks! The slides have wide, shallow steps leading up to them with enclosed railings and the slides themselves have sides so that you can't fly off the side. Here, the ladder to the slide is just that- a ladder. And if you don't watch, your kid can go flying off the side. I hope it's okay, Rachel, I just HAD to post a picture to show the difference....

It's a strange phenomenon here because kids really are honored. The local grandmothers are always watching out for the kids of the neighborhood. There are several little playgrounds within sight of our building. The equipment in these playgrounds is freshly painted every year and there are people who have the job of cleaning the grounds frequently. BUT the paint fades and chips quickly and there is broken glass EVERYWHERE. This is no exaggeration. Yesterday, Anneka found a 2 liter beer bottle that had a little beer left in it. It got all over her hands before she proceeded to pick up some garbage. Yuck. But thankfully she's updated on her tetanus shot and I figure this is all just really good for her immune system. And there are a lot fewer creepy things that happen to kids in Russia (abductions, etc)... so I suppose I'll take broken glass over that.

Anneka LOVES books and she LOVES Inka. Combine the two together and she is in heaven. Anneka calls Inka "Itty". I think it's such a cute name for her.

Today I was in the living room with Anneka and all of a sudden she left, as though she was on a mission. A couple of minutes later, she returned with her arms full of clean, wet laundry for me to hang out to dry. Apparently the wash cycle had ended, but I hadn't noticed. It's a good thing she keeps track of these things for me!
She's also very into choosing what she wants to wear and layering with strange combinations. She got some Dora pajamas in the mail from her great grandparents and she wore them almost all day over her clothes.

Last week it was raining and I was trying to think of a fun activity for Anneka. I thought, "she likes water and she's fascinated with money. Why not put the two together?" She was so enthralled that she played for an hour with the coins. I had a little vinegar in the water to act as a cleaning agent. We sorted coins by size and color and number.
I really don't like kopecs. These are the Russian coins that are smaller than a ruble. It takes 100 kopecs to equal a ruble and a ruble is only worth about 3 cents. So a kopec is worth .03 cents! I don't even understand why they're still in circulation. Sometimes I'll feel like I have so much change (and I do) and it is worth nothing. Yesterday Leif picked up money on his way to a conference about Shamanism. I didn't want to go to an ATM also since he'd be home that night with money, so I made it a challenge to pay for everything with change. Anneka and I made two trips to the store and a trip downtown on the bus and we used up SO many kopecs. It was wonderful!!

I recently washed all of our winter stuff (hats, gloves, scarves) and I hid away the things that are too small for Anneka. She found the hats, though, and has been wearing them around. It's warm now, so her head gets all sweaty (I'll have to re-wash them). She loves to wear hats. And whenever we're on the bus, I'll take her hat off if it's hot and she always cries because she really wants to keep wearing her hat. Yesterday it was about 80 degrees outside and the heat was ON on the bus (right by our feet) and she still wanted to wear her hat. Silly girl.