Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas Eve


Right now, Luke is in bed with Scott and Mark, trying to get them to take a much needed nap.  I'm getting things ready for church tonight with Grandpa, Flash, Aunts B, K, E, & L, and "Rice" (= Uncle Ben's nickname).  We're aiming on arriving early to sing Christmas hymns with the choir.  I hope your holiday eve is just as warm and merry!

Friday, December 17, 2010

Year's end

Hi there.  Been a while without reading my monologues, huh?  This was by far the quickest year of my life.  A quick decade, really.  10 years since high school, which I am acutely aware of as I'm supposed to be meeting some former classmates in a couple weeks to plan our reunion.  We're going to get margaritas from a restaurant we loved as high schoolers and are now allowed to drink at.

So, 2 weeks left in the year.  In that time there will be a complete lunar eclipse (you should check it out Monday night), the winter solstice (which I love because it means the days will start getting longer), and the biggest, best celebration of the year.  CHRISTMAS.  Tomorrow we fly to Texas to celebrate with family.

GTT (Do any of the publically schooled Texans remember from 7th grade history class what that abbreviates?)
This year Christmas preparations have been wonderful because we have been able to talk with Scott about baby Jesus.  We have a couple little books and I found a web site explaining the life of Saint Nicholas (there's also a great Veggie Tales episode, instantly available on Netflix, for that).  Sometimes I really feel for Scott because I'm just learning how to be a mother, something I'll know how to be for Mark and any other Wagner children.  And I'm a stubborn student.

You see, one of the reasons I've been electronically absent for a while is because I am trying be a slightly more Amish-style mother.  I feel as though I have had a revelation that, rather than PARENTING, I have been mostly baby-sitting Scott.  I am a very good baby-sitter.  I entertain, distract, and enjoy my little guy.  And for quite a while, that worked pretty well.  But I have seen that I haven't been doing a great job at training him.  I use the word "train" rather than "discipline" because it's not that he's often disobeying ... it's just that I haven't taught him how to behave.  I am sorry for this and avowed to do better, and the last three days have been amazingly different.

Luke has been quite a resource because he has seen how to raise children.  Most of us haven't.  Most of us are roughly the same age as our siblings, and we baby-sit as teens, and then move far away from the previous generation and try to figure out how to raise babies all on our own in places where we only know other new parents in the same situation.  We don't recall how to parent little ones, because we can't remember being 2 and 3 ourselves.  And our parents are very kind and don't tell us what we're doing wrong.  But I'm figuring it out.  I'm happy to have Luke.  And I ENJOY my boys so much and want to do what's right, and I know God will help me find wisdom.


Something I think we are doing right: lots of weekend family hikes.  This was a twilight hike to a big oak tree swing overlooking the valley.

With love to you, dear family and friends,
Jenn

P.S. -- The best Christmas gift ever?  Daniel has been given a well-earned assignment to the Naval Postgraduate School and he and Karen will be moving to Monterey, less than 2 hours from our house!  Likely by June!  Ben and Michelle (college friends) will also be there!  As Luke says, the Golden Age of California is about to begin. 

Friday, December 3, 2010

Matisyahu

My friend just introduced me to the music of Matisyahu, who is an American Hasidic Jew reggae pop singer, which is quite a combo platter.  I'm digging it.



Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Weekend after Thanksgiving walk with sister-in-law, sister, brother-in-law, son, and husband.  
Very windy, very fun.  
Love you all.

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Cheers!

A toast:
to our table heavy with food and encircled with family
to good wine at our favorite vineyard
to outstanding book reports
to sweater weather
to nearby trails to hike
to the help we've had fixing breakfast/cleaning dishes/doing bath times
to a happy job for Luke to return to tomorrow morning
to the baptism of our baby
to the first day of Advent

CHEERS

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Club feet

Dear Parent (dear me last spring),

You've just returned from your 20 week ultrasound and you are frightened.  The technician doing the sonogram stopped talking halfway through, and looked concerned, and called in a doctor, who spent a longer than expected time staring quietly at the black and white screen.  Then the doctor told you they found an abnormality: your baby has club feet.  And you said "Feet shmeet!" out loud, because you had been worried that perhaps your baby was missing a brain or lung or heart.  And the doctor told you that this was not "Feet shmeet", that this was very serious and could indicate other birth defects.  Through teary eyes you scheduled 2 follow-up ultrasounds to monitor growth and a fetal echocardiogram to check your baby's heart.

Now you're at home and you're searching the internet for pictures of club feet and you're becoming more frightened because those ranked highest on the Google searches are terrifying (and not typical).  STOP.  Take a breath.  And another.  There.

At this point, I wanted numbers, percentages, probabilities.  You will likely be offered many tests and genetic counseling.  For us, it came down to this: Luke and I had made the decision long ago (as teenagers who didn't know each other yet) that we wouldn't have an abortion.  We were interested in doing tests that might give information that could help our baby, like the fetal echocardiogram because a heart defect detected early could be operated on directly after birth.  But we weren't interested in tests that added risk to our baby's health, like amniocentesis (there is a 1/400 to 1/200 risk of miscarriage after an amnio because the sack is punctured).  We also denied tests that had no added risk to our baby but had high rates of false positives (late in pregnancy maternal blood tests, for instance) because a false positive could put an unnecessary cloud of gloom over the pregnancy.

An overwhelming majority of the time, dear parent, your baby will only have club feet.  You probably will not completely relax until you hold the little one in your arms 20 weeks from now, but try.  Try so hard.  Enjoy pregnancy, and laugh, and think it's funny that a little ankle sticks out against your belly skin rather than a little foot, and be SO VERY THANKFUL that if this is only club feet, as is likely, it is going to be fixed quickly and nearly painlessly in just months after your child's birth.

And now do this:

1.  Join the "clubfoot" Yahoo group.

2.  Read up on the Ponseti treatment method.

3.  Find an orthopedic doctor who specializes in clubfoot treatment and generally follows Ponseti method.   This means that, for typical club feet, they will cast the feet to the outer range of their motion.  They will set the first casts in the first week of life and recast every week or so.  In 4-10 casts, the bones will be straightened because babies are magically malleable.

Schedule a prenatal appointment.

Note that 90% of the time, club feet need a procedure called percutaneous tendo-achilles lengthening.  This means the doctor cuts the Achilles tendon through the skin, sets the legs, and the tendon heals on its own in 2-3 weeks because babies are magically fixable.  (The tendon wouldn't heal itself in an older child or adult.)  Without this procedure, your baby would likely walk on its toes.

This procedure can be done under local or general anesthetic.  Benefits of local: no added risk from general anesthesia.  Less expense.  Benefits of general: easier for doctor to set the feet correctly, increasing the chance that the tendons heal correctly and reducing the chance that the procedure has to be done again.  I talked to doctors who did the procedure each way, and I think either way is a good choice.  I'm told that in the Bay Area it's about 50/50 each way.  If you have a strong preference to avoid general anesthesia, find a doctor who does this procedure under local because your child will likely need it and it is quite difficult to switch care partway through treatment.  If your doctor uses general, make sure that the anesthesiologist works very frequently with infants (for instance, go to a children's hospital).  If your baby is at all sick on the day of the general anesthesia procedure, call and cancel it.  Respiratory infections and flu-like symptoms greatly increase the risk of complications.  Also, make sure that your baby is at least 6 weeks old adjusted age (44 weeks post conception, not LMP) at the time of anesthesia.

3.  Consider equipment.  I found that the baby bjorn carriers (especially the ones with lower back support, like the active and synergy) work best for cast and braced babies.  I used wraps and ring slings with Scott, but Mark couldn't curl his legs up and it's hard to get the braces thread through those kind of carriers.

For clothing, pants and onsies that snap all the way around are great since they can be removed without removing the feet braces.

For socks, the stretchy newborn socks work best in the casting phase because they fit over the cast toes and protect the edge of the cast from deterioration.  For braces, triple roll cotton socks are best (Target's Circo or Old Navy brands) as the socks have to be very long to work with the braces. 

Buy a good eraser.  It's useful for removing stains from those pretty, light grey suede shoes.  (Light suede baby shoes lead to lots of time spent removing stains!)

4.  Again, relax.  This really isn't a big deal and treatment is reliable today, here.  Your baby can still go on to win a Superbowl (Troy Aikman had a club foot) or be an Olympic gold medalist (as did Kristi Yamiguchi and Mia Hamm).  Mark is 9 weeks old and his feet are beautifully straightened already.  Feet shmeet. 

Love,
Now relaxed parent of now straight-footed baby boy

Friday, November 12, 2010

Our gentle giant

Little Mark is 2 months old today.  He weighs just shy of 16 pounds, putting him in the 99.5th percentile.  His length and head circumference are also in the 90 - 95th percentiles.  Whoa.  At this morning's pediatrician visit, he got a set of immunizations and we were warned of three possible side effects: fever, fussiness, and/or sleepiness.

Our gentle giant is now snoozing comfortably in his cradle, as he has been all afternoon. 

It's like being mother to a living, breathing doll (who has really great shoes).  (More on the new Ponseti shoes tomorrow ... his casts came off on Wednesday and it's been GREAT to see those little legs!)

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Photo shoot




Friday, November 5, 2010

Sleeping

Oh dear sleeping boys.  Those feather eyelashes!  Those pillow cheeks!  Those petal hands! 



You'd never know that the oldest one screamed for so loud and so long about having to nap that I was afraid the neighbors would send the police.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Mario Brothers

Meet little Mario ...


and Luigi!

(It's very difficult to get a photo of a toddler standing still in an exciting new costume.)
We went to Google's Boogle party today and it was so fun. I'm very glad our friends got us an invite! Happy dress up to all of you.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Monday, October 25, 2010

Rasbliutto

Rasbliutto is a Russian word that means, the internet tells me, the feeling you have for someone you used to be in love with but aren't anymore.

The Russian language is seeming less frigid now.  Perhaps if I had read more of War and Peace I'd know how romantic they are over there.

Oh no you didn't.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Costumes for brothers

Most holidays (okay, most days) are more fun with little kids, especially Halloween.  We scored an invite to the event that the whole town will be talking about: GOOGLEWEEN.  All those clever, creative people love the costumes and I've been thinking hard about how to decorate our little guys, especially since this will probably be the last year that I get to choose for Scott.

1.  A few months ago Scott's favorite word was "Mine" and Bridget suggested dressing him as a seagull and Mark in a complimentary fashion as a seashell, or sailor, or merman.  I like that idea a lot, but now Scott says so many words. 

2.  I have an adorable chili pepper costume Karen gave us that doubles as a winter baby warmer, and I thought about making Scott a mariachi. 

3.  We also have this incredible pair of authentic lederhoesen that Luke's grandmother brought baby Luke from Germany and that look ADORABLE on Wagner boys.

4.  But our 4 and 5 year old neighbors had the winning suggestion: the Mario Brothers.  It seems perfect for a tech-y, nerdy Halloween party and -- BONUS -- I get to draw little fake mustaches on the boys.  I. Love. Fake. Mustaches.  (reference: my past several Halloween costumes)


Now I just need to figure out how to make those hats.  Any ideas??

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Elephant Gun

Check out this song, especially the choreography beginning at 1:20. 



I want to move like that.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Monday, October 11, 2010

Hanging 10 on 10/10/'10


Posts from Team Wagner have slowed down recently, but that's about all that has. Mark is growing at an extremely rapid rate (can you say that 3 x fast?), hitting 12-and-a-quarter pounds at 3 weeks. The Koop side of the family has been racking up frequent flier miles at a rapid rate, too, with Mom & K coming out to visit and throw Scott a 2nd birthday party last week. And last weekend we checked 2 adventures off our CA To Do list: we hiked the San Andreas fault line and went surfing. (Well, L surfed, we watched.)

He says the wet suit made him warm in the 50-something degree water.  I say it made him HAWT.  Grrr, baby!


A little baby for you before I go:


Friday, September 24, 2010

Paternity Leave Praise

Paternity leave has been the nicest thing. THANK YOU MOZILLA! We've had such a great 2 weeks of resting and bonding that I'm going to give you a little play-by-play.

The first week we stayed very close to home, but this week we started taking mini-adventures. On Scott's birthday, we took the train up a few stops and had lunch in Redwood City (which has the nation's "climate best by government test" and a sign celebrating it!).



On Tuesday, we went for an easy hike at the Blackberry Farm, where we found community gardens, 4H barns, a playground, a creek, a (closed) swimming pool, plenty of shaded picnic tables ... but no blackberries.  Luke caught a lizard for Scott to examine and we gave the double stroller a good workout.


Wednesday we got burgers and fries at The Counter, which is an incredibly delicious spot in PA that you should insist we visit next time you're in town. (We are very brave taking 2 children to cool restaurants. It all went surprisingly well and we should probably quit while we're ahead.) Then Mark got new casts and the doctor was pleased with how his bones are correcting, hip hip hooray!

Thursday we checked out the library and Mark got his belly button! Today we went out for brunch, and tomorrow it's Free Museum Day and family movie and picnic night at the Giants stadium.

We also had a couple friends over to visit and have taken nice long walks to parks; Scott's getting used to this 2-park-a-day thing. It's been a great time and I feel rested and ready to stay home "alone" with 2 on Monday.

Wolverine diggers!  (Birthday gift from Flash and G-pa)

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Jennifer Wagner: modern woman

Watch as she multi-tasks, synergizes, and reticulates, all while nurturing our little squishikins.

Guest post by Luke

Monday, September 20, 2010

2 years old

Happy birthday Scott-man!  You are so big and brave.

Now I'm going to go fix some chocolate milk and give it to you for breakfast, because it is a special day.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Meet Mark


Mark is now 6 days old. To me, he seems more like a 6 week old. He's pretty filled out (gorgeous plump cheeks!), he nurses amazingly well, and he appears to have sorted out his days and nights (meaning I get one 1.5 hour and two 2.5 blocks of sleep, and another 1 to 1.5 hour nap, which equals EIGHT HOURS and is sustainable!!). This morning he started rolling over from his tummy to his back.

Luke and I are both charmed by his newborn-ness: the smells, the sounds, the skin that is so soft and warm that it takes great will power to put him down in the cradle (which we do, because we're trying very hard to start good sleep habits). How do newborns smell so good? I can feel the happy brain chemicals release and wash around my skull when I inhale the scent off his round little head. The bliss of babyhood.

Scott is also doing well with Mark. He mostly continues about his own happy toddler life, but when he hears Mark awake he's very excited to tell us, and he runs to pat his brother or bring him toys. I'm excited for the time when Mark is big and walking and they can play together for real; he's going to love that. Scott has spent a lot of play time with our neighbors this week, who have a 4 year old boy and a 5 year old girl and he LOVES them. LOVES. I hope Mark will love Scott just that much when he's 2.

A little "footnote": Mark was born with clubfeet, which means the bones around his ankle formed in such a way that his feet were bent in toward each other. Happily this is a correctable thing. We went to Stanford on Wednesday and he got his first set of casts. He'll have them changed once a week, and after 4-10 casts the bones should be straightened. He'll wear braces until he starts crawling and then only at night once he's standing, and by 2-4 years old, not at all. No expectations for any long-term issues, and plenty of people with club feet have gone on to be dancers and marathoners and Kristi Yamiguchi and Troy Aikman.

Monday, September 13, 2010

THANKFUL

We are so blessed!

Don't feel weird that I'm not wearing much in this picture.  It's natural.  Plus, it kind of looks like a baby+blanket bustier dress.  Maybe Bjork will wear one to the Grammys.


A few quick thoughts this morning:

Mark Lawrence is amazing. He's really huge, and he's eating like a champ. It is like having a 6 week old instead of a newborn.  He's adorable in little blue cap that hospital volunteers hand-knit for the babies.


The natural birth was just incredible. It was so INTERESTING! I will tell you about it later, but I'd like to recommend to all pregnant women that you get to labor in the shower, surrounded by candles, and with your selfless husband spraying warm water on your back and your soothing midwife rubbing scented oils on your arms. It was not like a hospital. It was like a spa. (Mom, how things have changed in L&D in the last 25 yrs, huh?) Things got a little more, um, intense? during the last 30 minutes, but it was quite an experience.

Also, ladies, you should wear pigtails for delivery. They keep your hair out of the way but you can still lay back without a ponytail bugging you.

I'm full of love and energy and can't wait for everyone else to wake up and play!

Finally, I love nurses. They are wonderful, wonderful, WONDERFUL people.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Mark Lawrence Wagner is here!

Hi friends and family!  This is one of the proud aunts, Karen, and I've hacked into Jennifer's account to bring you all wonderful news!

Mark Lawrence Wagner is here at  9.5 lbs and 20.? inches.  Apparently he's an awesome nurser (keeping up with that 9.5 lbs birth weight!) and is just awesome.  My phone is not fancy enough to upload pictures, but I'm sure Jenn and Luke will be uploading some soon.

Jenn looks gorgeous and did it with no epideral, just Luke's encouragement!  :)
Luke is on his way to pick up Scott to introduce him to his new baby brother now.

CONGRATULATIONS [California] Wagner Family!  We love you!

From all the Aunts (and Uncles!) ... please post pictures! :)

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Lazy days

I'm done with work (pretty much).  Aside from spurts of cleaning where I madly scrub the bathroom floor and steam clean the carpets, Scott and I are enjoying long, lazy days.  Want to see?

Friday, September 3, 2010

10:14 pm

Scott was born at 10:00 pm a week before his due date.  I'm now more pregnant than I've ever been, which is exciting new territory for a second pregnancy.

Why do I get so anxious for the little guy to show up NOW?  He should go ahead and wait another 3 weeks; we'll enjoy our time in the well-cleaned, nested house!

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Sunny Days

This morning I felt like I lived on Sesame Street.  Scott and I left the house, him on his (borrowed) quadricycle -- it's a funny little bike thing -- to walk across the street and get his first real haircut.  We stopped and talked to 2 neighbors.  We ran into a friend and her son, heading over to the park.  He got a haircut without fussing once (though when the hairdresser tried to use the buzzer, he turned and looked at her and said "Stop it. Please." very politely, but very firmly).  On the way home, he ate his lollipop and waited patiently at the crosswalk, where a man in a van called out "Hello! We just found out my wife here is pregnant! She would like to know where you got your maternity dress!"

What an adorable neighborhood morning.

Fast asleep for a nap -- I'm going to miss being able to carry both of my sleeping children at the same time.

Friday, August 27, 2010

The Bread and the Knife

First, I read Litany by Billy Collins (former US Poet Laureate):

You are the bread and the knife,
the crystal goblet and the wine. You are the dew on the morning grass
and the burning wheel of the sun.
You are the white apron of the baker
and the marsh birds suddenly in flight.
 
However, you are not the wind in the orchard,
the plums on the counter,
or the house of cards.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air.
There is just no way you are the pine-scented air.
 
It is possible that you are the fish under the bridge,
maybe even the pigeon on the general's head,
but you are not even close
to being the field of cornflowers at dusk.
 
And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the boots in the corner
nor the boat asleep in its boathouse.
 
It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.
I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley,
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.
I am also the moon in the trees
and the blind woman's tea cup.
 
But don't worry, I am not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and--somehow-- the wine.

I read it and I thought "Oh, pretty.  But I don't get it.  I need to try to understand how these things are different ... like she's too pretty to be as practical as boots or a boat?  But not pretty enough to be a field of cornflowers?  Is she his warm and slightly homely wife?"

Then I watched the poet recite it ... 



& I finally got the joke.  Three cheers for being funny and pretty, poem.  Mr. Collins, you are indeed the blind woman's tea cup.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Baby Pool

*** DEADLINE FOR GUESSES IS SEPTEMBER 1ST! ***
(I'm not letting him out before then.)

Hello dears,

I thought it might be fun to do a baby pool for this little guy.  In the comments, enter your guess for his birth date, weight (to the nearest ounce, please), and length (to the nearest quarter inch).  I'll calculate the winner by adding one point for each day, quarter inch, or two ounces away from the actual numbers; lowest score wins.

My dad won the baby pool for Scott, so you may want to cheat off his numbers.

So that we all have the same information: the due date is September 10th and I'm measuring (by tape measure) right on (meaning I have a 38 cm womb, which is impressive.  Too much information, Uncle Daniel??). 

If you win, I'll send you a prize that has something to do with California or babies.
Three-day-old Scott.  Posted especially for Daniel, because Karen says he gets all fussy when he sees a blog post that doesn't have a picture of the nephew.  Karen, try swaddling him tightly and shushing him loudly when he gets fussy like that.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

...

Okay, weather, you win.  It was hot today.  It hit 100 here, and at 9 pm it's still 84, so we're all covered in a thin layer of sweat and our babies are sleeping in diapers only.

Still, a one-day heat wave is sort of fun and a nice excuse to sit around in a pool drinking something icy.

2010 Tally of Days I Wish I had A/C: 0.125 (there were 3 fairly hot hours)

Monday, August 23, 2010

EXTREME WEATHER WATCH

Living in perfect conditions makes you weak.  For example:

There is an extreme weather watch issued for tomorrow (Tuesday) for the Bay Area.  It is all over the radio.  Temperatures may reach 90 (but will drop to 60s at night).  There is fear that in some parts of the East Bay, temperatures will climb to nearly 100.  The extreme weather should break on Wednesday, and on Thursday and Friday it should be cool with expected rain showers.

Heavens, how WILL we survive?  What if the giant redwoods don't provide ENOUGH shade? And the coast is almost 45 minutes away!  If I need a cool ocean breeze, I will have to wait almost an hour! 


***************
So, I just blogged about the weather.  I'm sorry.  Please feel free to ignore all posts for the next few weeks; I will win you back with photos of your newborn grandson/nephew/friend.  My brain is a hormonal mush of baby thoughts (today I could feel his little legs crossed Indian-style just under/in my ribs (because he's head down, like a good boy) and how cute is that!!). 

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Round, happy

We are 2 days from full-term (37 weeks). The clothes are washed, the cradle is set up, the car seat is assembled, and I cannot imagine how Baby Boy can continue to gain 1/2 a pound a week for 3+ more weeks. This womb is FULL!
So, child, Scott wants you to come out and play! But Luke and I think you need to stay in for at least 10 more days so we can finish our work commitments! (Which do not include blogging! got to go, doses need reconstructing ...)

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Baby instructions

We gave ourselves a refresher course:

I particularly like "Bonding with Baby."

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Granola

5 reasons to make this right now:

1) It's more affordable than store-bought granola.
2) It stays fresh for at least 2 weeks in a sealed container on a shelf (but it probably won't make it that long before you devour it).
3) If you have a Scott, you can mix it with a little plain yogurt and he will eat it up all by himself, without any adult assistance, for breakfast or a snack.
4) It smells wonderful while baking.
5) That will probably make your housemates think YOU are wonderful.

And you are!

3 c old-fashioned oats (not instant! and Dad Koop & I think Quaker's are the best!)
1/4 c cooking oil (Canola or veg, not olive, or subs melted butter)
1/4 c honey (go short)
1/4 c brown sugar (go short)
1 c shredded sweetened coconut (if unsweet, may want full measure honey/sugar)
chopped nuts, raisins, dried berries as desired
wheat germ or a little flax seed if you have it around

Preheat oven to 250F.

Pour oats in a large baking pan. Add brown sugar, oil, honey and mix well to coat oats. (Measure out in that order so that the oil helps the honey slide off cup.)
Add coconut and extras. Mix.

Bake for 30 to 40 minutes, turning every 10-15, until lightly golden. Oats will crisp as they cool.

The only downside to this is that the granola doesn't really clump together. I've heard you can add a little water to your hands prior to baking and try to form clumps, but I didn't have success with that. No clumps, no big deal.

Camping

Last weekend we went camping with friends. Skyline Sanborn county park is 25 minutes from our front door and beautiful! Allow me to share.

HOW TO CAMP, Team Wagner-style:

You load your equipment into a camp cart and push it, slowly, up a steep hill. (Rather, you load your equipment into a cart and watch admiringly as your young, fit husband sweats and pushes it up the hill and you walk behind him, even more slowly, with your big pregnant belly.) When you get to the top, you set up your tent and then walk just a little further uphill to a creek and small waterfall, whose sound will later lull you to sleep.

At sunset, you light a campfire and cook up some beans & hot dogs. Later, you make s'mores with high quality Lindt chocolate bars that your awesome camp-mates brought because they are Australian and do not believe in Hershey's. Delish. Since it's summer at Skyline, you consider going down the hill to see the Shady Shakespeare play that is performed in the clearing, but you find yourselves too caught up in lounging and watching the toddlers happily roll about in the dust to bother.

If you've done camping correctly, you should at some point find your little one exhausted. Now it is time for a tent nap, one of the best kinds of naps. You may want to join in.

Sweet dreams!

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Kenniser Kenniser

AT&T customer service uses call centers that I suspect are in a foreign land, where KENNISER KENNISER is a more common name than JENNIFER WAGNER:


But once there is a name on your account, it's nearly impossible to change. Odd that they insist on verifying your social security number but don't care if it matches the name, huh?

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

JaegerMonkey

Luke's work project, JaegerMonkey, has been getting some internet press lately with Hacker News and reddit linking to nicely written blog posts by Luke's coworker and friend Mr. Anderson. (David's blog is inspiring. I always like reading experts' addresses to the lay people.) Look for JaegerMonkey and faster JavaScript in the 4.0 release of Firefox! I'm proud of Luke and his open source work, and I'm doing my best to keep this baby boy inside where he's easier to care for until the JaegerMonkey September 1st deadline.

Check out the awesome framed, signed, numbered poster Luke was given as a thank you. Totally cool and way more fun to look at than the diplomas that are still sitting on our closet shelf in tubes.


I find myself, again, envying Luke's perseverance. He can stick-to-it like nobody's business. He's back at the office tonight, hacking away at the to-do list. By nature, I love to start projects and I love to sprint through the first half of them, but I have to drag myself over the finish line. I hope I can absorb some of his pacing and steadfastness in the next decade.