We’re sitting here with a friend, talking about two’s complement representation of negative numbers in binary. We are nerds, people.
I think our day trip to the beach was a success. At dinner, Ellie said, “This was the best day ever!”
Astounding as it is to be able to work from the middle of a bus in the sky… I’m ready to be home, for so many reasons. Working in my own office again will be nice. Having my sweet little girls come say hello while I’m working will be even better.
Heard in our house tonight: “No, Kate, why are you putting spinach on your toes?!”
Eventually, my daughters are going to discover that I am not, in fact, cool. I’m going to enjoy it as long as it lasts.
My wife has a voice made for podcasting. I’m editing the newest episode of Sap.py (!) and listening to her speak is simply sublime.
Ellie: “Yeah, then I’ll be ready for kindergarten!
“… What’s kindergarten?”
I am increasingly persuaded that there is a law of the universe which states: On any morning in which parents intend to sleep in at all, their children will awaken early, and with an overabundance of energy.
Parenting skills: seeing the projectile vomit beginning, and sidestepping so it only gets on the floor.
Jaimie put on a recording of “All I Have is Christ.” And Ellie is singing along. I think my brain might explode from the wonderfulness.
Ellie has invented her first totally-original (as opposed to borrowed from a TV show) imaginary friend. Her name, apparently, is “Ballerina”.
This week Kate learned to walk. Also, she decided to go on a goldfish-and-hotdogs-only food strike, and to wake up at 11pm and cry, shout, and scream for over an hour multiple nights this week. You win some, you lose some?
Ellie and Kate consistently get up half an hour to an hour earlier on Saturday mornings than any other day of the week. Coincidentally—or is it?—Saturday is also the only day we try to sleep in. It’s like they know, and plot against us!
A minute ago, Ellie asked me to play with her and Kate. I started to answer, “No, I need to finish publishing Winning Slowly.” Then I remembered: putting that first would be pretty much exactly the opposite of Winning Slowly.
Our youngest has been sleeping through the night for a week now. Going to bed at 9:45 & getting up at 5:15 is suddenly doable again. Huzzah!