To Number One Son, who is nine today. I wasn’t worried a bit, since I remember my own parents wondering if I was going to live past 8 years old myself – seems to be that magical "you’re going to get yourself killed" age. Nine years old – make it nine more and you’re outta here, […]
It’s good to have goals, particularly if you’re a young, impressionable, gonzo 8-yr-old like Number One Son. Coming up on the end of second grade, he’s declared his major – Pre Med. He’s decided that he really wants to be a surgeon when he grows up. (His idea of a good time is watching "Trauma: […]
To the Spouse of the Big Ugly Man Doll! She’s another year more wonderful; each year she gets older and I get luckier to be married to her. Happy Birthday!
The children learn many things from SOBUMD and myself, and – usually – this is a good thing. Learning being a two-way street, we learn many things from them also. When they were younger, many of these things involved measures of distance, measures of volume, and human orafices – stuff that I had never really […]
Wednesday, April 29, 2009; 9:19 AM: (CAER DALLBEN, Prydain) – Taran, Eilonwy, and Fflewddur Flam were diagnosed with Swine Influenza this morning, reports High Prince Gwydion from the castle. Taran, long known for his association with pigs, was likely the initial vector of the outbreak, and has succumbed to the disease, as has princess Eilonwy. […]