firsts, seconds, and thirds

Firstly, let me say thanks to Abigail, Amelia, Gramma, Grumpy, Maggie, Grampa E, Bop-Op, Monya, James, Jamey G, Arthur, and my beautiful and hardworking wife Angela for a very enjoyable weekend celebration. Singing, laughing, towheads running around; it kinda felt like The Waltons. We even had the 21st century version of ‘G’night John-boy’ when The Towheads slept over in the basement.

Secondly, I have some work to do to complete my post on Philosophy and Children from before but I have some helpful comments to synthesize before I do. Thanks also for the thoughtful commentary.

Thirdly, and in this case lastly, I need to keep the show going so I have some pictures for your delight, some of my favorites from this weekend and last.

This is blurry but I think that it enhances and is compounded by the serenity of Abigail’s expression.

Good friends, Lexi, Lucas, and Abigail.

Amelia and Great Gramma shared a few moments.

Anyone who has/has had colicky children knows they don’t like to sit still. I come from a long line of ancy personalities and so I understand the need for action. Colic and stillness are particularly unfriendly bedfellows so Emma may have a double dose of ants-in-her-pants. One thing that has recently proven to reliably distract Emma’s attention can only be found Sunday afternoons. Believe it or not, the girl loves football.

Also born of scientific stock I have tried a few control mechanisms:

Changing channels? No good, she begins to squirm in under 30 seconds.
Change back? Yep, when she finishes her squirm-fit she is happy once again.
Pre-Game show? Nope, Madden drives her batty.
Post-Game highlights? Nada, she has a thirst for the real deal.

This has been going two weeks straight now and so far she seems to like professional better than collegiate,
I haven’t asked about her favorite team yet.