Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Pigs on the Wing

I get up around 5 or 5:10 every morning. I get up, let Homer out, pour a cup of coffee and sit down to read my email. I usually have a enough time to get through my email and check a couple web sites before Stacy gets up for her shower, which is always closely followed by Jack's announcement that he is ready to get up. For twenty minutes or so, Jack and I hang out.

First thing, we feed the fish, and watch them go into a frenzy over those sweet, sweet flakes. mmmmmm....tetra flakes. Then, we hang out and read a few books, maybe play with a few toys.

This morning, I started the "This little piggy" game on his toes. The first couple of times through, Jack looked at me like I was a nut. I figured it wasn't appealing to him, so I picked up the book we had been reading and opened it.

Jack looked at me, raised his foot, and said "wee wee wee."

Monday, July 18, 2005

Bit Rate Variations in B-Flat

Stacy's company has a summer hours program, where the hours are adjusted a little longer for Monday through Thursday, and then everyone works a half day on Friday. It's a pretty sweet deal, and I'll vote for any candidate that proposes to make it law. The downside to this deal is that since she starts work later on Friday, she takes Jack in to daycare. You might be thinking, "More time at home in the morning before daycare, how can this be a downside?" and for the most part, you would be right. The downside is that Jack is in uber-momma's-boy mode, and does not like it when I take him out of the house in the morning, or if she leaves the house for any reason, or leaves the room momentarily, or anything that causes Jack to lose eye contact with the precious Mommy. He and I have worked out a daycare drop-off system where he is briefly upset to see me go, but he's usually over it a few seconds after I leave the room.

So Stacy takes Jack in on Friday morning, and of course he doesn't want her to leave. It turns out that this later drop-off time coincides with his regular breakfast, so she stays with him for some breakfast and meets his good friend Wally. "Wally" is one of Jack's words. This really only delays the inevitable, but it was a nice breakfast.

Back on the regular schedule today, so I took Jack to school. Stacy sent me an email to ask about the drop-off, since they can sometimes be rough when I do it, too. Here is my reply:

I'll tell you how the dropoff went...

We walked in, and one of the little girls saw Jack and immediately ran to the toys and grabbed a ball, and announced she had the ball. So, Jack and I continued into the next room so I could fill out his sheet. As I begin to fill out his sheet, he decides he wants down, and furthermore, he'd like to walk back into the other room. I set him down and open the door for him, and he's off to see about that ball. I finish his form, and go back in to give him a kiss goodbye, and I don't think he even noticed.

He sure likes playing with the kids.

It won't be long before he's asking me to drop him off a block before school.

Friday, July 15, 2005

The Big Money

Sometimes the big kids get to have their toys, too.