“He’s not a white guy who super likes bikes or is a mansplainer. So, that means he’s a really good guy” — Beatrix, age 11, regarding my friend CJ Chilvers. We had the pleasure of having dinner with him and his wife tonight.
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Ireland — Day Two Thoughts
Continuing thoughts from my trip to the Emerald Isle.. My wife and I have never watched Game of Thrones. Yet, many of the sights we’ve seen and places we are going have been filmed or otherwise served as inspiration for the show. Many of these once relatively unheard of and serene places have become overrun … Continue reading “Ireland — Day Two Thoughts”
Beatrix, age 11, learning how to upgrade a Mac mini.
“It’s not a selfie Dad. It’s a sheepie.” — Beatrix, age 11
Midday hike with Beatrix, age 11.
Just dropped off Beatrix at Northern Clay Center for her camp there this week. She’s been doing camps and classes there for years now. She’s really good at ceramic arts (she’s really good at most things, actually).
Beatrix, age 11, first day of Kindergarten and last day of fifth grade. Off to middle school next year.
Me: “I hope you don’t grow up and begin to hate me.” Beatrix, age 11: “Dad. You know that’s not going to happen. We both know that’s not going to happen. So it’s not going to happen. OK?”
“These don’t need to be perfect. But when you’re a perfectionist, it makes this all very nervousing.” Beatrix, age 11, is baking dog treats.
Beatrix, age 11, got two awards at school today. One for her performance in math. The other for being a Young Rembrandt Star Artist. Left Brain. Right Brain.