Friday, December 15, 2017

Piper's three year old Preschool Christmas concert was today. Expectations were measured and guarded. Her dance recital earlier this week yielded a stoic and tearful Piper very uncomfortable with being on stage in front of grown-ups. The young ladies at dance class were spread out, so perhaps she felt a bit too isolated there.

We've heard all of the concert songs plenty of times at home, along with any required hand motions. She knows it all. Would she show it at the concert? Would she tense and cry at the concert?

Unfortunately there was little to no singing at the concert, but Piper stood calmly still while the songs clanged away. I believe she found comfort standing so closely to her classmates. In the video below Piper (the sun) "melts" away the snowmen.


She did great right up until the last song. As expected (by anyone that has attended these programs before), Santa made an appearance after the last song. He told the kids just how wonderful their singing was and how Merry a Christmas next week would be. Most kids found this delightful.

Looking at the photo below and noting where the kids are gazing, you'll conclude that Santa is to Piper's right, which explains why her tears and terror are aimed away and to her left.


Full set of videos and photos here.

Saturday, December 9, 2017

I don't know if St Nick's day is a Catholic thing, a Midwestern one, a Polish one, or just a bungalow belt Chicago tradition. I know that I have always loved it and thus we expose our young Tureks to it. It's an easy way to get into the Christmas spirit and an opportunity to receive a small gift; their participation is a slam dunk.

Last year Piper flopped on the floor and cried when she noticed foreign objects in her boots. This year she just held her bear and reared back apprehensively, eventually settling in a corner of the couch eyeballing the boot. After some breakfast she was ready to give the Little Mermaid items a try.


It all worked out just fine, but it's clear that fiddling with her shoes is some degree of deep violation.


I still do some software support for a BP north slope application, so we were able to join in on the BP night at the zoo. The dark zoo is filled with holiday lights, hot chocolate breaks, and lots of familiar faces ("I remember that guy from floor 3." "She was always in the elevator going higher than me."). It's easy to get spoiled when you mainly visit the zoo on nights when it's closed to public.



Tuesday, November 7, 2017

In Wisconsin on Walton's Mountain:


Back in Anchorage:



Wednesday, November 1, 2017

Halloween has left us with an enormous pile of candy, certainly much more than any previous year. The kids are getting old enough to walk a bit further than the previous year, they have a stronger understanding of the correlation between doorbells and candy, and this was one of the warmest Alaskan Halloweens I'm aware of. Thirty seven degrees and foggy, without snow or ice around. In short, not slippery and snow pants were not needed.


Henry once again shocked no one and went as a firefighter. Piper came in predictably as a mermaid (Ariel if we are to be precise). One kind home owner called her a princess, to which she (sort of politely) replied, "I'm not a princess. I'm a mermaid." We're starting to split hairs here, but I think I understand. She's a mermaid first, Ariel second. Coming in later is the fact that Ariel is a mermaid princess. Don't stack the adjectives too densely and she'll be more at peace -- got it.



There is just too much going on this time of the year. Piper's preschool had a fall carnival (calling it a Halloween party is a bridge too far?) and of course St. Elizabeth's had their usual huge Halloween party. Henry is a champion in the haunted house, and this year that peer pressure pulled Piper in as well.

No nightmares of any kind (due to the haunted house or anything else for that matter). The information I receive regarding dreams these days are the following:
Piper -- "I dreamt about monkeys again."
Henry -- "I dreamt about model trains." or "I dreamt about US 1 trucking slot cars."


Full set of Halloween photos here.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

If you love drinking from a fire hose, here are 808 photos from Becky's trip to Hong Kong and the Philippines a few weeks ago.

 I held down the home front for 11 days, shuttling kids to school, scouts, and dance. Everyone remained healthy, arrived everywhere on time, and was clean and properly fed. Most importantly, Piper's class pictures were a success (read: Daddy fixed her hair properly).


Fall quickly snapped into winter, but that has never hindered the Tuesday night cross country race series.


Sunday, August 13, 2017

New House!

Shame on me for not posting these past 4 months. I will offer excuses, but they are only that.

We sold our condo in a day, thankfully found a wonderful home within a few weeks, and then ground through the mortgage and closing process. All went smoothly, finding us moved in around mid June. Henry and I bunked at Cub Scout camp, there were more than a handful of other camping trips, and now we sit in a home filled with not enough furniture and more than a few unopened boxes. Quire wonderful.



Full photo set here.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

I've never enjoyed or gravitated towards public speaking, but being an adult with a job means you lean into it now and again. I don't need to speak to a full room at a Holiday Inn, but I need to be comfortable in a room full of coworkers and clients. You get over things when you need to.

Henry's class has show and tell each Friday, dictated by the letter of the week. Twenty-six weeks have passed and the letter Z has drifted into the sunset, so it's time for parents to volunteer to become the item that will be shown. I signed up to show and tell about Software Engineering.

I didn't know exactly what to say, or rather which aspects of my field would translate with any interest to a group of kindergartners. But, it should be noted that this is a highly gifted classroom, so maybe there is more wiggle room for math and science chatter. Henry's teacher assured me the topic was a good one and that there would be a pile of engaged faces and probably some questions. She was correct.

Just after being introduced I stood at the whiteboard looking for a marker.

"You're tall."

"Correct. I am." I grabbed a marker turned to start writing on the board.

A handful of hands shot up, but thankfully their teacher asked them to save their questions for when Mr. Turek asks for them.

I defined some broad terms about what Software Engineering means, gave a few examples about large projects I have completed, and then quickly brought up the ideas of the Alaska Pipeline and earthquakes. I figured the students would certainly have a sense of those two things, which would make my talk a bit more interesting. I described how I am involved with software that gathers real time data about earthquakes and generates alerts as needed; it keeps the folks on the pipeline equipped with real time information to best keep all things humming along safely. The questions began almost immediately.

"What if there were two earthquakes, one on each side of the pipeline?"

"Where would the oil go if the pipeline fell apart?"

"What if two super storms collided together right over the pipeline?"

"What if the ice got into the pipeline? I know that water expands when it freezes."

"I can do division."

"What if the computers broke?"
"There are back up computers to keep it all safe."
"What if all the computers broke?"

"I forgot my question."

I wrapped up with some thoughts about what steered me to this field as a young student -- math, science, puzzles, mystery books, Encyclopedia Brown books, etc.

The questions were pretty overwhelming at moments, but it speaks to the fact that the thirty minutes were not dull and cooked along. That's a victory for sure.