At least the kids are listening.
I’d swear I covered this a long time ago, but judging from Beth’s reaction to this telling, I’m guessing I didn’t. A couple months ago Beth asked me why we recycle. I told her.
Now Beth wants to recycle everything she can. When she can’t, she wants a detailed explanation why not (which usually isn’t sufficient). She figured the…
Had one of those great afternoons at the island with the kids. It was a little cool (by northern standards… downright freezing by our own), very sunny, relaxing, and fun.
I’ve posted all of these pics to Flickr, but I decided to fool around with my gallery plug-in again (even though I haven’t worked out how to shed the link underlines in the photos that show up in Safari –…
It’s too nice to be outside, but lunch is too short to stay out. It’s a classic worker’s delema, but not one I face often. Most of the time I’m not paying close enough attention, holed up in my little corner of invisible, government service. Today I’m a little burned out – thus the walk-about at lunch. Life’s been a little harder lately, intruding on my…
Someone asked me the other day if Beth was in junior high. When I said yes, this person went on to share some of their horror stories about that age: boys pulling girl’s hair, the physical awkwardness, etc. I nodded my head, but I was thinking that was just the tip of a very large iceberg. To be fair, this person was just making small talk in passing, not engaging me in a serious, drawn out…
I can still be surprised by things my daughter says, even after eleven years. Here’s a snippet of a conversation between Cheryl and Beth.
“You know Beth, in another six or seven years you may be living on your own.”
“Not in this economy. I wouldn’t be able to afford to live on my own.”
She may be gaining on Cheryl’s height as we watch, but she’s…
I didn’t think this would be a great weekend. My wife’s cousin was killed in a motorcycle accident last weekend and we planned to drive over to Orlando for the service set for Saturday (tomorrow).
We were leaving work early this morning to pack, pick up the kids, and head over to my sister’s house tonight. She was letting us stay there so we wouldn’t have to foot the bill…