In Which I Want To Be First Dude.

The following is an unpaid political endorsement, emailed today to our friends and family in Washington State:
Dear Friends,
Rarely do I make such a blatant appeal to sway your vote, but this is an important election and I cannot stay silent any longer.
Like us, you may have been following our WA governor’s race with a little [...]

In Which The Olympics Have Ended, and Other Observations by Peanut.

Sunday night we started watching the closing ceremonies and Peanut says, “Daddy, why are all the people leaving?”
“Because the Olympics are over.”
“Does that mean Michael Phelps finally gets to go home??”
“Yep.”
” . . . Can we go see him?”
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Apparently, he’s having a hard time with the whole city/state/country distinction. The Wise One and the boys [...]

In Which We Celebrate Twelve Years of Marriage.

Sixteen years ago, I took The Wise One to prom. Yesterday we celebrated 12 years of marriage. As we discussed yesterday over dinner at the Keg, some of those years have been better than others, but we’ve been blessed to have each other all this time.
In our wedding, Jim Lyon read to us Song of [...]

In Which My Children Are Informed, And Not So Informed.

Conversation 1:

This weekend, while cleaning out the car, Peanut said to me, “Dad, hand me that cane.”
“What cane?” I asked.
“That cane. On the floor.”
“Oh, the candy cane?” (Yes, it’s been a while since I’ve cleaned out my car.)
“Yeah. Hey, Dad, that sounds like McCain. Candy cane, McCain. You know, McCain, the Democrat?”
The whole thing sounds [...]