Friday, December 19, 2014

Bailey is sad


He's sad that we're throwing out the last of the Ethan's PJs. He's too cool and grown-up for PJs now--only boxers and tees. But these monster and robot PJs were still in his drawer when I was putting laundry away, and I laughed imagining him wearing them.

But it was a wistful laugh.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Decorating the tree in the lobby

It's an annual building ritual, similar to the Halloween party. Everyone meets in the lobby and decorates the tree. The kids (and those of us who wish we were kids) cut out snowflakes and paper chains.



For some reason, the Christmas tree committee (which consists of one person) decided the tree should be in the middle of the lobby this year instead of in the alcove by the front window--which is the obvious place for it, hence the word "alcove."


But I'm not gonna be all Grinchy about it.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Busy weekend

I took Samuel to a doctor's appointment on Saturday morning so that Jennifer could sleep in. Afterwards we had donuts and hot chocolate. Nice to hang out with that boy.


Saturday night he and Ethan went to a school play with some friends from Calhoun School, which is on Ethan's list of possible high schools. Meanwhile Jennifer and I got a Christmas tree from the corner, lugged it home and set it up in the living room.


Jen decorated it while I worked on concepts for our holiday photo. Usually we bounce around three or four concepts, but given the late date, I honed in on one, then stayed up 'til 4am creating the background in Photoshop. Next weekend: take family photos and insert...


Shhh! Keep this a secret!

Sunday, December 7, 2014

My Ethan Saturday


This is actually a good picture of Ethan, because when you look at him, this is generally what you see.

Jennifer is in Illinois this weekend visiting her parents, so it's just me and the boys.

Ethan and I had a high school admissions interview yesterday--one person interviews him while another interviews me. It's like on "Law & Order" where they interrogate the suspects separately.

He's got nine schools on his list: four public, one specialized public, and four private. Don't ask--it's a complex process involving Nobel Prize-winning economists and game theory. I believe there's a 99.9% chance that he'll go to high school somewhere. So we're not stressing about it.

Last night Samuel went to a movie with friends, so Ethan and I had a sushi dinner at Haru.

Yeah, he spent a fair amount of time playing a game on his phone, but it gave me a chance to check the scores in the Iowa-Michigan State wrestling dual. We got plenty of time to talk--about high school, politics, philosophy--things we don't talk about on a regular basis.

He's a good guy to be around. He's a good guy.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Little visitors


We had visitors this weekend: Ella and Fin, little bundles of super-charged energy who bounced around the apartment swinging swords and socker boppers.


Miraculously, no people or dogs were maimed, and no lamps were broken.


But we tried, dammit.