Ready, aim

I am told my daughter has now figured out how to load and fire a Nerf gun...
Not bad for an almost-two-year-old

Hopefully that'll help take care of any issues that arise if she manages to use the stud finder to find some studs

Daylight

On Monday we had a solatube installed in our (windowless) bathroom. I'd intellectually known that solatubes bring in a lot of light, but the difference it makes to the space is pretty phenomenal. After it went in Kate sent me a message saying that she'd cleaned a layer of dust off of spots that we had no idea had needed cleaning.

Z seems completely unfazed by the change. She seems to take most things in stride (provided that she's not overtired and being told that she can't watch Elmo or My Little Pony).

Business as usual

I had my first business trip since having Z. Apparently she kept asking for me and Kate kept telling her that I was "at work".

I like traveling, but until Z's a little older I'm pretty happy that my travel is a rare event.

Random memories

Zoë has been building her vocabulary. The other day at Starbucks the barista was surprised when I was adding cream to Kate's coffee and Zoë said "Milk!"

She's also just started conjugating words. She can not only say "Rain", she can tell us it's "Raining"

Watching the cat herder

I remember watching Sesame Street as a kid and Prairie Dawn was always this character that I didn't connect with at all. Now she's one of my favorite characters.

She has this wonderful air of trying to maintain propriety in spite of the world around her. I love how she embodies the necessary futility of being well mannered when surrounded by lunatics. And particularly when she's paired with Cookie Monster she forms this hilarious object lesson of Superego being overpowered by Id with chaos as the consequence.

Well, there's your problem

There's this guy I sit next to at work. He frequently complains about how he's having money troubles. He also does that annoying brag/complain thing about his recently acquired gadgets, especially the ones from Apple.

Not that I have anything against Apple products. They're quite nice. But they're a luxury/status good.

And, quite frankly, living within your means is something I respect way more than a phone.

Confession time

I think I've now listened to more Caspar Babypants than Presidents of the United States (and that includes having the radio station incessantly play Lump during my college years).