Busy. Rainy. A little weary.
Jeremy now has a blog. You must read his first post. It is a delightful ode to Brutus. He may leave high school not as an athlete, not as a musician, but as a champion blogger. He is evolving into both a lyrical and a narrative wordwizard.
Becca is back in people's mouths part of the week. Johannes is machine gun spitup. Magdelana thinks she can outwrestle me. A bluesy stream of John Lee Hooker and Charlie Parker while we baked chocolate chip cookies and razzled up a noodles-and-steamed veggies dinner.
Also, Magdelana tackled me this morning and informed that: You are the best, Daddy.
I did not argue.
photo: Jeremy and Brutus, August 2005