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For our 5th anniversary, I asked our friend Kellie Ryan from Pittsburgh to do a drawing for Karianne based on one of our wedding photos. It turned out great! From even a few feet away, it looks like a photograph — she did an amazing job. You can check out her art here. Thanks, Kellie!

Yes, I know, we haven’t even posted Jonah’s baptism photos yet… but in an attempt to stay current, here are some Christmas galleries: 1. The Zilker Park Christmas Tree. This is a big tree made out of lights. The tradition is to stand underneath it, hold hands with someone, look up, and spin around. Given […]

Things Kaeta said at dinner last night: I want some salad, honey! Hey! I’m sticky! (pronounced “ticky”) Curious George naked baby! Also, we’ve been singing with her at bedtime, and one of her favorite songs is “Away in a Manger.” She sometimes walks around singing the whole first verse by herself (at a VERY high […]

Rejoice! Unto YOU a savior is born!

By far the best thing we ever did.

My friend Curt introduced me to a website called The Sixty-One. The gist is, musicians upload songs, and users vote for (“bump”) those songs. Songs with a lot of bumps make it to the homepage. So on Friday I created an artist account and uploaded a song I wrote called The Ballad of the T-1000. […]

For a while around Halloween, we kept a bowl of candy corn in the kitchen. Kaeta became a serious fan of candy corn — she’d ask, in her cutest, most polite voice, “May I have candee cohn, peese?” Saying please is pretty effective around here, so she got quite a few pieces. Anyway, we’ve been […]

While developing e-books for WORDsearch, my friend Curt will occasionally send me amusing snippets that he comes across. This one, written in 1658, cracked me up. Please note that I had to abbreviate it to get it to a length I thought people might read: “Upon this occasion was I prevailed with to publish this […]

Here’s a little poem I made up at lunch yesterday, when Jonah was sleeping a LOT! We can already see that he’s growing. I’ve a strict sleep schedule, Which I keep with grim adherence, So my eyeballs only make the very briefest of appearance; And my mother thinks I’m listless, Yes, she says I might […]