Dear 2,000+ Americans...yeah, you're welcome
So I'm done with the passport taskforce.
We are now 3 weeks from departure. 3 weeks of training for me, and 3 weeks of planning, etc. for Katherine.
Departing September 18.
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So I'm done with the passport taskforce.
In an e-mail, Geoffrey reminded me, through this video, that the children are our future...and our future is bleak.
After a rather long hiatus I've returned to posting to our blog. It's been so long Phil had to give me a tutorial on how to upload pictures. The next two postings are mine. And surprise, surprise they are about Jack.
We'll hopefully see Gretchen and her parents in Kiev.
Courtesy of Grandpa Nervig, who spent some time recently working on it with Jack.
We now have pictures. One quirk we didn't notice from the floorplans. No windows on the second floor (our and Jack's bedrooms). Skylights. No windows. That's cool though.
Partial view of the living room. Nice, big windows. Very bright. Furniture, not so much, but I think we will either get some new stuff or at least get a slipcover for the couch.
NERVIG, PHILLIP B. VIENTIANE
We are keeping him full of the two Bs of the food pyramid.
And, well...
He's quick, that one. And yes, the bottle was completely empty, or we would have taken it right away rather than taking a picture. We are GOOD parents.
Jack is getting to the stage where he wants to do everything that we do. His favorite things to do are to grab my cell phone, bang on the computer, and pretty much grab whatever we've just put down. Hence, grabbing the empty beer bottle I had just put down.
In other Jack news, he stood all by himself (for about 15 seconds, then fell on his butt). We also bought him a little push lawnmower thingy so he is strutting all over the apartment.
Except he's not right now because he and Katherine went to California this morning. Hanging with Aunt Meredith, Grandpa Steve and Grandma Bonnie in a house Bonnie and Stephen rented in Beverly Hills for the week. Not bad. And, it means that I can concentrate on important things like online poker, TV (not really allowed when Jack is in the room), and sleeping. I can't even really take advantage of the time off professionally as I am basically doing shift work on the passport taskforce...hence, no homework.