From Wit’s End

Just like on my other site, upgrading to WordPress 2.2 has blown away my poor sidebar. Oh well… it will keep me off the streets, anyway.

Jack is usually a breathlessly-crawling chaos machine, but at least in one instance, he’s learning to be helpful. One of his fascinations is the dishwasher and all the shiny things therein. Yesterday evening, and again tonight, he picked a piece of silverware out of the bin. I took it from him and said “Thank you,” and he smiled and/or laughed and took another piece of silverware out. Realizing what was happening, I took all the sharp items out of the bin, then took the one he had in his hand and said “Thank you,” again. Thrilling him to pieces, he got another one out, waited for me to take it and thank him for it, and so on until the bin is empty. So Jack is only a year old and already he’s helping with chores!

Rachel and I were having a “how was your day” hug this evening, and then I saw Jack look at me and ask for a “HIGH FIVE!” I gave him a few HIGH FIVES, and then I mentioned to Rachel that “the green car is clean!” because I took it to the car wash at lunch time today (Sadly, it’s been a while). “High five, mommy!” I said, and Rachel and I high-fived. Rachel said, “Look!” Jack saw us giving each other his customary greeting, and he was applauding us. Yay!

Yep. Thought it wasn’t possible, but here it is: The Junior Heidelberg Catechism.
I am doing my civic duty as a member of the World Wide Web to fill it. Actually, I just did, but stay tuned to find out more.

…all by himself for the very first time tonight! Once in my sight, and once in Rachel’s sight.

…one picked by Rachel in the afternoon and eaten on the spot,

one picked by me in the evening and eaten on the spot,

and one picked by Rachel and fed to me, eyes closed,

right in our very own garden.

Life is good.