Quick Hit

I've got a nasty cold.

My boss quit, and is not being replaced.

It's really nice outside.

Warning: Do Not Read If You Are Not A Parent

I got back from a meeting this afternoon, and had the classic toilet-training voicemail waiting for me:

(says Asher in his excitable, 3-year-old voice) "I pooped Daddy! In the toilet!"

No hello. No goodbye. No "It's Asher." That's it.

It was awesome.

It Got Better

It's going up to 67 degrees today.

Leah's illness is a thing of the past.

It's 7:15, and Asher's still sleeping. He's got five minutes until I wake his lazy three-year-old ass up.

Leah's Birthday

Leah's first birthday party was this past weekend. It was an intimate affair - family only. Asher and Sarah baked a cake. There was rye bread and lox aplenty.

The only problem: Leah got sick the night before, and spent her entire party either sleeping, crying, or enveloped in Sarah's lap.

April 4, 1968

The anger of the Lord flared against Israel, and He made them wander in the desert for forty years until the entire generation who had done evil in the eyes of the Lord had died out. (Numbers 32: 13)

Panel

Hey - I'm on a panel next month with some important, smart people.

Being on panels is nothing new, but something tells me that this one will be especially well-attended.