December 26th, 2009 |
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I bought myself a fast medium-telephoto prime this year, and got it roughly in the “early Christmas present” timeframe. As it turns out, I was able to use this lens to capture an image of Thomas examining a far more exciting gift that our family received on Christmas Day:
Margrethe Ruth (aka “Maggie”) was born at 12:50 PM on Christmas Day. We are delighted to have another birth to commemorate on this day and thankful for a healthy mother, a healthy child, and a complication-free birth — indeed, one whose apparent effortlessness amazed several trained, impartial observers. (There are some more photos of Maggie on flickr — and yes, I did use a Bogen tabletop tripod as an impromptu hospital-room strobe stand.)
We didn’t expect Maggie to arrive on Christmas, so there were a couple of things we hadn’t planned for surrounding the day. We were glad to hear part of Schütz’s excellent Christmas Vespers on the Sirius classical station on the way to the hospital; a chance to hear early Baroque concert music is always a welcome surprise, and I especially love Schütz. On the other hand, I was rather less enthusiastic about the utter impossibility of finding some place to order a burger after Maggie was born.
Happy Christmas, all.
June 28th, 2009 |
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Happy birthday, Thomas. Dad loves you.
I’ll miss you saying “onange” (instead of “orange”), like you did when you were two, and I’m almost sad that your gleeful confusion between TACKLING Daddy and TICKLING Daddy (source) didn’t last a little bit longer (especially since you’re becoming such a terrifyingly good TACKLER). I’m looking forward to many more adventures with you, no matter what other awesome habits you grow out of as you get older. Living with the world’s coolest little guy is a pretty great deal, and I’m thankful for you every day.
January 20th, 2009 |
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Since he can’t read (or CAN HE?) and isn’t allowed to use the internet, I think it’s pretty safe for me to post a photo of these sweet puppets I picked up for WT in Savannah:
November 5th, 2008 |
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Thomas is fascinated by the guitar, and despite my best efforts with Bach transcriptions on the classical guitar, he seems to love the electric (“the orange guitar,” as he calls it, in particular) more than anything. A couple of days ago, I moved my amp up from its exile in the basement to the home office so that Thomas and I could play together, and we’ve since spent some time making sounds with the guitar in the evenings after I come home from work.
When I was just about to put him to bed tonight, he said “Downstairs, Daddy! Downstairs!” I asked him what was downstairs, suspecting that he heard the furnace or wanted to watch TV or something. Nope. “The other amplifier, Daddy. And the bass.” Oh, right. Should I bring that upstairs tomorrow, so we can play the bass together? “Yes.”
I guess if WT turns into a superdork, we’ll know who to blame. Sorry, sweetie.
November 3rd, 2008 |
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August 17th, 2008 |
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Andrea (to Thomas): “Say ‘Thanks for letting me visit your house!'”
Thomas: “Thanks for visiting my house!”