How Mac is now using language

Mac says “I go to bed and then watch TV.”

We cor­rect him and say, “NO, first you watch TV and then go to bed.”

He replies “Good idea!” and wins yet anoth­er fif­teen minute reprieve to watch TV while we slow­ly fig­ure out we just got conned by a con­sum­mate pro.

Oth­er times he will sneak into our bed­room, crawl into our bed and con­tent­ed­ly hang out with his cup of milk watch­ing day-glo car­toons.1

  1. our lit­tle ston­er seems espe­cial­ly tripped out by Yo Gab­ba Gab­ba! which I don’t think actu­al­ly teach­es any­thing oth­er than what to do at a rave. []

I am asked: How is being a dad

It’s hav­ing your view expand­ed log­a­rith­mi­cal­ly and at the same time focused into a nar­row sear­ing laser on what’s impor­tant. It’s both sud­den­ly under­stand­ing things once unfath­omable and com­plete­ly not being able to con­ceive how I could have con­ceived cer­tain notions pre-kids. It’s like the scene from Tron when the main char­ac­ter is hit by a bright white laser and he is instant­ly tak­en apart, dema­te­ri­al­ized bit by bit and then put back togeth­er and every­thing has changed; he is and is not him­self at the same time.

Its hav­ing your head turned inside out and you are no longer in an echo cham­ber of your thoughts about your­self. I don’t know what the oppo­site of solip­sism is but it’s like that. It’s sud­den­ly hav­ing your ego­cen­tric, helio­cen­tric view rup­tured and now wrenched around these tiny, lit­tle things that think for them­selves but are utter­ly and dev­as­tat­ing­ly depen­dent on you.

Easter Observations

The kids are get­ting their first real over­load of choco­late. We got back last night from anoth­er day long flight start­ing at 4:30am and end­ing at 8:30pm, so the kids zonked out fast and hard last night, but this morn­ing they are charged up on choco­late eggs and bun­nies. Once they real­ized the can­dy is for them, they hold it close like pok­er play­ers hold­ing cards. Choco­late runs down their chins like messy dip chew­ers, which is per­haps an extreme descrip­tion but should give you the idea that their sali­vary glands are work­ing overtime.

Jenn is putting pink but­ter­fly tat­toos on their arms and cheeks and they are play­ing with kalei­descopes which gives this East­er a slight­ly psy­chdel­ic feel.

Nor­mal­ly, they’d be out­side East­er egg hunt­ing, but it’s blow­ing hard again with cold rain. Kind of sucks, really.