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Feel Free To Cut In If You Have Heard This…

Misfire?

Recently, Mrs. J and I decided that cutting off the kid count at 1 is the way to go for us (spare the judgement, please). I’m not all that secretive about these sorts of things with my close friends (and most people in general, really). If I was, then awesome dialogue like this would never happen…

Jorge: Ladies and gentlemen, I present: FRANKENBALLS
Krk: Which one do you call Ladies, and which one is Gentlemen?
Krk: You’re alive?
Jorge: I call one Megan and the other one YOUR MOM
Jorge: I am
Jorge: A true foodie, I am switching between different frozen veggies
Krk: Bahahaha
Krk: Locally grown I hope
Jorge: From my own garden
Jorge: A very weird experience
Jorge: To be expected
Jorge: Talked about telecom
Krk: You mentioned that we’re a cut above the rest?
Jorge: I said that we have a ball at work
Krk: … And we try not to get sacked
Jorge: There is a vas deferens between us and the competition.
Krk: BAHAHAHA
Krk: You win
Jorge: You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to scrotum
Jorge: Phew
Jorge: I almost talked about attending pubic school and how it was such a close shave between pass and fail.
Krk: You had me at vas deferens…

Aren’t you glad that conversation happened? Aren’t you glad I shared that?


Alternatives

Owning a Language

My daughter loves a wide variety of music; we listened to a lot of different styles of music even when she was an infant. So, it’s not strange to hear her singing something by Creedence Clearwater Revival, or Corb Lund.

The other day, after coming back from the Zoo, she was singing a song, and kept changing one of the words to a non-word; it still worked in the context of the song, and it made sense in the way that she used it, but it was still not really correct…

J: Sweetheart, that’s not the right word.
Little J: I know. I’m just using a different kind of English.
J: A different kind of English?
Little J: Yeah. It’s mine.

Smart alek.


Insight

Truth

Yesterday, my daughter said something to be that was very interesting; it was at the end of a conversation about the words stupid and ugly. I know that kids are smarter than we think, but Little J never ceases to surprise me with her insight…

Little J: Daddy?
Big J: Yes, sweetheart?
Little J: Ugly is a stupid word.
Big J: That’s very true.
Little J: Uh-huh.
Big J: And you know something else?
Little J: What, Daddy?
Big J: Stupid is an ugly word.
Little J: Yes. It is. I don’t like those words.

On Being In a Good Place

Counting Blessings

They say that you never know what you had until it’s gone.

I say that sometimes the best times to appreciate the good things are when things are going well; your appreciation of things is untainted by any temporary misery, and it’s just – i dunno – healty?

On top of having a wonderful family and some great friends, other things seem to be picking up as well! Figtography, while not world-famous, seems to be getting decent traffic. Now that I have a digital camera and a fantastic blog theme that displays my EXIF data, posting photos is a breeze! I have to say that I’m very happy with the site, and the only thing that really needs to be improved is perhaps the volume of photos contained within!

Another fantastic thing that’s going on right now is my tenure as Editor-in-Chief of Toronto Thumbs. When Shaun left the site to go to The Electric Playground, I was completely certain that I was going to destroy the site; I am not anywhere nearly as savvy as Shaun is when it comes to web design, and I’m certainly not a better writer. As the year has progressed, though, so has my writing skill and editing (in my opinion, anyway); numbers are slowly climbing, and we even gained a link from one of the gods of gaming, Jordan Mechner! With more fans every week, and respect from the people we cover, Toronto Thumbs is definitely something to be proud of.

There are a lot of things going on right now (besides the three big items listed above); the upshot is that with all of these activities, time for maintaining this blog has to be cut short. I don’t think that’s a bad thing, though. Writing for the sake of writing always seems to produce crap; I would rather put a lot of thought and take some time to write something than just write because I think I have to.

Shout outs to everyone who believes in me!


If a Tree Falls In the Forest…

My Kid Would Probably Hear It First

Have you ever looked at your child, and felt a twinge of jealousy?

I look down at little J and marvel at all of the opportunities that she has that I never did. This is in no way me tooting my own horn, either; really it’s about how much more is available to her in general due to the way we have grown as a society; my first camping experience, for instance, was when I was 14; I first tried sushi when I was 20. Our kids have a great deal accessibility to everything, much more than we ever did.

This isn’t always a good thing, though; more access means more ways to pass off the responsibility of being a good parent.

This is something that Mrs. J and I try to avoid. Certainly, we let the squirt watch a little TV from time to time; allowing some face-to-face time with Sid the Science Kid while we get dinner ready, for instance, is a good way to occupy her until she is ready to help out (which she actually does sometimes).

A recent camping trip really made me feel happy with how she is growing up. Other than her skittishness about certain insects (flies: freakout; arthropods:cool!), she is fearless, and endlessly curious about everything.

We took her on some relatively large hikes (for her). The first trail was essentially flat, but we taught her how to pick a trail without really disturbing the wilderness; the rule is: as long as she’s within view, and not destroying any foliage or tromping on wildlife, she’s good. She got the hang of this pretty quickly, and demonstrated this on our second hike that was mildly challenging in some places.

I can’t wait until next year!