ImaginingSleep.com Remember how I’ve been alluding to a “project” that I started working on in January of 2007? This is it: ImaginingSleep.com. I’ve decided that it is done enough so I can start to talk about it, and ask for feedback. First, some background: As you may know, when I left my last academic job (to start …

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Remember how I’m a sucker for the photo retrospective? April 2006: April 2007: April 2008: Three years, three ice cream cakes, and look how much Sam has changed. AC, of course, looks the same as ever. (How does he manage that?) The April picture gallery has been updated, and you can find it here.

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This afternoon, Sam and I were hanging out in the backyard. I said, “So what do you want to play now?” She said, “I have a new game.” I said, “Oh good! What’s your new game?” She said (really fast with big hand motions): “My new game is I THROW the ball to you and you throw it back to me, and the Frisbee tries to get …

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Long time no blog… which doesn’t mean there hasn’t been anything interesting to write about. No, 2008 has been altogether too “interesting” at times. First the lowlights: Camus died. I got my first ever speeding ticket (for going 44 in a 25-mile zone). Someone stole the catalytic converter from our car, while it was …

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Around 2AM, Sammy woke up crying last night: “I have to go to the potty!” AC managed to get her there in time, and she was cheerful and chatty, reminding us that she gets a “big sticker” for her toilet learning chart. Minutes later, she was back in her crib, sound asleep. I wish I could say the same for me and AC. …

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Today while we were out grocery shopping, Sam and I stopped into a local candy store to buy some fudge for her father to give to him on Thursday. I told her it was a surprise, and that we wouldn’t tell Daddy until Valentine’s Day. Since AC was working from home today, he joined us for lunch and the following …

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One of Sam’s great-aunts gave her this William Shakespeare doll, sold by the Unemployed Philosopher’s Guild. William (as he is known in these parts) is a favorite of Sam’s and was quickly integrated into her menagerie of plush friends. The other day, Sam and I were playing a game where she would hide under a blanket …

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This is Sammy’s favorite Camus story. She’ll say “Mommy, talk about the teeny little salsa cat?” And I tell it something like this: One day, when Camus was a teeny little kitten, Mommy and Daddy left a big bowl of spicy salsa out on the dining room table. And little Camus jumped up on to the table all by himself, and …

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heartbreaking conversations this week: Me (dropping something fragile in the kitchen): Ah! Oh no! Sam (rushing into the room): Mommy! What did Camus do? Me (dumbstruck for a moment) Me: (realizing the number of times Sam has witnessed me discover an errant feline emission somewhere in the house): Camus did nothing, …

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