Don't B A Tom8o H8er

The post title doesn't really mean anything. I just wanted to write "tom8o h8er". Since you asked, though, one of our garden tomatoes is starting to get ripe, which means that the tomato avalanche is beginning. 9 plants X 35+ tomatoes per plant = I am a tomato farmer. Expect lots of pictures of gorgeous heirloom tomatoes soon. In case you hadn't noticed, I <3 tom8oz, and gardening in general.

You will be pleased to know that we have chosen a carpenter, one who did not quote us $28,000, but I'm not going to jinx things by claiming that it will actually cost less than $28,000. The water stain inside my office tells me that there's more than just a gutter that's going to need replacing. And that really worries me, because water stains definitely shouldn't be speaking.

And now, for the grandparents in the audience, stories about the kids. First of all, if you haven't been in Soren's company in the past month, you might not be aware that he can now identify every make of car in the US, or at least the ones we see in our daily travels, by its logo. We were driving on the freeway today, and I could hear him in the back seat saying, "That's a Nissan. That's a Lexus. That's a Bokeswagen." Etc. Some people ask, "Why are you teaching him all the kinds of cars?" Like I'm grooming him to become the world's foremost expert in automotive field identification or something. The kid wants to know what the different cars are called, so I tell him. And now he knows all of them. He also owns half of them, in the form of Matchbox cars. You'd think that with a collection of 9800000 cars, a few might get ignored, but he cherishes each and every one. Very sweet.

Sigrid, meanwhile, cherishes Soren's toys as well, and has been working on getting within grabbing range of them. She can scoot around on her belly with some speed at this point, and is now getting interested in pulling up. Soren's not a huge fan of this, but he still seems to like her. Don't tell him that when he's not around, I plop Sigrid down in the middle of his play rug and let her stick all his cars in her mouth. I wonder what my mom used to let my sister do my stuff when I wasn't around. Parenthood really makes you think.