I don't wanna go to school!

Today's the first day I'm involved in the daycare drop off - and it's been a boo-boo morning.

I'm trying to weigh whether what I saw was normal 'I don't want to go to school, I don't want Mommy and Daddy go to work, I want to go home and play with my toys and watch TV!' with something more attachment sinister - and I don't think it was.

It was still big crocodile tears and I don't wanna, though.

Still working out the timing, though. A bit early, but I hesitate to push things ahead too much - less than 15 minutes of wiggle room.

Xander's got his first pediatrician appointment at Kaiser this afternoon, and I'll be missing it. Got work. Glad to have it, too. Kiddo gets ramen tonight - he'll have earned it.

If I'm to believe the bathroom scale (my digital one), he's gained two pounds since we got back. I've got a growth chart on order to put on the wall - hoping he begins sprouting soon. He's about the same size as a kid a year younger - I've been comparing him with the kids at the park, all ethnicities. (Kid, please try saying more English words - it's pretty clear he understands us when we say them now, but we're not getting English return yet.)

The best part about Spongebob is his BRIGHT ORANGE pineapple house. Orange with yellow. Love those colors together. Checking the YOYO Taiwan site, I found that they only started getting the Nick feeds last summer - talk about dumb luck. He's also completely transitioned to Good Start formula - never noticed the change.

It's still a headache to process photos - nothing's changed there, except there is even less time to do any of that work in as it requires the laptop, and that means pulling it out, setting it up - 30 minutes of time, minimum, that right now could mean sleep instead, and priorties much?

I have to feel for Jim, still - this is one of those times when being the oldest of his generation isn't working in his favor. I've had the time with toddlers - and really rambunctious, oppositional ones as that. He's still getting surprised and feeling his way through the 'what happens next' - and then we get a phone call at the beginning of the weekend - his one surviving grandparent is in the hospital with a heart attack (the old fella is 97, DNR) and yanno. Jim's 45 - I'm less than a handful of years older, but place in the generation? Huge difference. (I have cousins and sibs over 10 years older than I am.)

I've got training downtown for bookworming the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I did last year, tomorrow night. Looong day for me. Kiddo got us all up at 5:00 this morning, which is pretty okay - it was only about 30 minutes before the alarm. I've mentioned what 30 minutes of sleep is worth right now, though? Right. Moving on. I think I know where my binder from last year is - I'll just grab it, and change out the pages. This is a great, FREE event, BTW - and more books than you've ever seen ANYWHERE in your life. PLEASE TAKE ADVANTAGE. (Well, nearly free. You need to pay for parking if you don't transit it in, and if you want to guarantee a ticket, you have to pay Ticketmaster some dough.) (This is also the best place to get more depth in your reading material - the publishers are here, so are the authors, on every kind of book you can name. DEPTH. You want to know about another faith system? This has been the BEST place to get books and books and books on it. Pick any of them.) Pico Iyer is going to be back! *happy bounce* Wow, so's Ray Bradbury. Go go gadget grandpa...Wil Wheaton? I may have to do a drive-by GOOBER run. Amazon's Kindle is a sponsor...that's interesting.

*ahem* Yes, I volunteer for this event. There are reasons.

In other news, I have my copies of Palimpsest and Ravens in the Library - have tried to read them. I've ended up snorting ink and fresh paper instead - sorry guys, working on it. Slowly.

Your Monday, now in progress.

I don't wanna go to school!

Today's the first day I'm involved in the daycare drop off - and it's been a boo-boo morning.

I'm trying to weigh whether what I saw was normal 'I don't want to go to school, I don't want Mommy and Daddy go to work, I want to go home and play with my toys and watch TV!' with something more attachment sinister - and I don't think it was.

It was still big crocodile tears and I don't wanna, though.

Still working out the timing, though. A bit early, but I hesitate to push things ahead too much - less than 15 minutes of wiggle room.

Xander's got his first pediatrician appointment at Kaiser this afternoon, and I'll be missing it. Got work. Glad to have it, too. Kiddo gets ramen tonight - he'll have earned it.

If I'm to believe the bathroom scale (my digital one), he's gained two pounds since we got back. I've got a growth chart on order to put on the wall - hoping he begins sprouting soon. He's about the same size as a kid a year younger - I've been comparing him with the kids at the park, all ethnicities. (Kid, please try saying more English words - it's pretty clear he understands us when we say them now, but we're not getting English return yet.)

The best part about Spongebob is his BRIGHT ORANGE pineapple house. Orange with yellow. Love those colors together. Checking the YOYO Taiwan site, I found that they only started getting the Nick feeds last summer - talk about dumb luck. He's also completely transitioned to Good Start formula - never noticed the change.

It's still a headache to process photos - nothing's changed there, except there is even less time to do any of that work in as it requires the laptop, and that means pulling it out, setting it up - 30 minutes of time, minimum, that right now could mean sleep instead, and priorties much?

I have to feel for Jim, still - this is one of those times when being the oldest of his generation isn't working in his favor. I've had the time with toddlers - and really rambunctious, oppositional ones as that. He's still getting surprised and feeling his way through the 'what happens next' - and then we get a phone call at the beginning of the weekend - his one surviving grandparent is in the hospital with a heart attack (the old fella is 97, DNR) and yanno. Jim's 45 - I'm less than a handful of years older, but place in the generation? Huge difference. (I have cousins and sibs over 10 years older than I am.)

I've got training downtown for bookworming the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I did last year, tomorrow night. Looong day for me. Kiddo got us all up at 5:00 this morning, which is pretty okay - it was only about 30 minutes before the alarm. I've mentioned what 30 minutes of sleep is worth right now, though? Right. Moving on. I think I know where my binder from last year is - I'll just grab it, and change out the pages. This is a great, FREE event, BTW - and more books than you've ever seen ANYWHERE in your life. PLEASE TAKE ADVANTAGE. (Well, nearly free. You need to pay for parking if you don't transit it in, and if you want to guarantee a ticket, you have to pay Ticketmaster some dough.) (This is also the best place to get more depth in your reading material - the publishers are here, so are the authors, on every kind of book you can name. DEPTH. You want to know about another faith system? This has been the BEST place to get books and books and books on it. Pick any of them.) Pico Iyer is going to be back! *happy bounce* Wow, so's Ray Bradbury. Go go gadget grandpa...Wil Wheaton? I may have to do a drive-by GOOBER run. Amazon's Kindle is a sponsor...that's interesting.

*ahem* Yes, I volunteer for this event. There are reasons.

In other news, I have my copies of Palimpsest and Ravens in the Library - have tried to read them. I've ended up snorting ink and fresh paper instead - sorry guys, working on it. Slowly.

Your Monday, now in progress.

I don't wanna go to school!

Today's the first day I'm involved in the daycare drop off - and it's been a boo-boo morning.

I'm trying to weigh whether what I saw was normal 'I don't want to go to school, I don't want Mommy and Daddy go to work, I want to go home and play with my toys and watch TV!' with something more attachment sinister - and I don't think it was.

It was still big crocodile tears and I don't wanna, though.

Still working out the timing, though. A bit early, but I hesitate to push things ahead too much - less than 15 minutes of wiggle room.

Xander's got his first pediatrician appointment at Kaiser this afternoon, and I'll be missing it. Got work. Glad to have it, too. Kiddo gets ramen tonight - he'll have earned it.

If I'm to believe the bathroom scale (my digital one), he's gained two pounds since we got back. I've got a growth chart on order to put on the wall - hoping he begins sprouting soon. He's about the same size as a kid a year younger - I've been comparing him with the kids at the park, all ethnicities. (Kid, please try saying more English words - it's pretty clear he understands us when we say them now, but we're not getting English return yet.)

The best part about Spongebob is his BRIGHT ORANGE pineapple house. Orange with yellow. Love those colors together. Checking the YOYO Taiwan site, I found that they only started getting the Nick feeds last summer - talk about dumb luck. He's also completely transitioned to Good Start formula - never noticed the change.

It's still a headache to process photos - nothing's changed there, except there is even less time to do any of that work in as it requires the laptop, and that means pulling it out, setting it up - 30 minutes of time, minimum, that right now could mean sleep instead, and priorties much?

I have to feel for Jim, still - this is one of those times when being the oldest of his generation isn't working in his favor. I've had the time with toddlers - and really rambunctious, oppositional ones as that. He's still getting surprised and feeling his way through the 'what happens next' - and then we get a phone call at the beginning of the weekend - his one surviving grandparent is in the hospital with a heart attack (the old fella is 97, DNR) and yanno. Jim's 45 - I'm less than a handful of years older, but place in the generation? Huge difference. (I have cousins and sibs over 10 years older than I am.)

I've got training downtown for bookworming the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books, which I did last year, tomorrow night. Looong day for me. Kiddo got us all up at 5:00 this morning, which is pretty okay - it was only about 30 minutes before the alarm. I've mentioned what 30 minutes of sleep is worth right now, though? Right. Moving on. I think I know where my binder from last year is - I'll just grab it, and change out the pages. This is a great, FREE event, BTW - and more books than you've ever seen ANYWHERE in your life. PLEASE TAKE ADVANTAGE. (Well, nearly free. You need to pay for parking if you don't transit it in, and if you want to guarantee a ticket, you have to pay Ticketmaster some dough.) (This is also the best place to get more depth in your reading material - the publishers are here, so are the authors, on every kind of book you can name. DEPTH. You want to know about another faith system? This has been the BEST place to get books and books and books on it. Pick any of them.) Pico Iyer is going to be back! *happy bounce* Wow, so's Ray Bradbury. Go go gadget grandpa...Wil Wheaton? I may have to do a drive-by GOOBER run. Amazon's Kindle is a sponsor...that's interesting.

*ahem* Yes, I volunteer for this event. There are reasons.

In other news, I have my copies of Palimpsest and Ravens in the Library - have tried to read them. I've ended up snorting ink and fresh paper instead - sorry guys, working on it. Slowly.

Your Monday, now in progress.

Something else -

One of the things I got to do on the flight over to Taiwan was actually watch "The Devil Wears Prada" - something I'd never gotten around to.

Holy crap.

Substitute advertising for the fashion biz, and that was my first job out of school, working as an assistant to the producer, agency side - in commerical production.

Substitute the great clothes for pet food and breakfast cereal. (We made commericals. 30 seconds of hell that take weeks to produce.) Do NOT substitute any of the attitude, personality or lack of personal space. Want to know how I produce miracles with only a phone? Yeah, that.

I lasted a year, minus a day, in that job. Walked away with no notice after I finally had had ENOUGH of not being Good Enough, day in and day out - DONE.

And yes, I had that moment of 'oh my ghad, I could BE my boss someday' - and ran.

Yes, that really is someone's life, right now.

Something else -

One of the things I got to do on the flight over to Taiwan was actually watch "The Devil Wears Prada" - something I'd never gotten around to.

Holy crap.

Substitute advertising for the fashion biz, and that was my first job out of school, working as an assistant to the producer, agency side - in commerical production.

Substitute the great clothes for pet food and breakfast cereal. (We made commericals. 30 seconds of hell that take weeks to produce.) Do NOT substitute any of the attitude, personality or lack of personal space. Want to know how I produce miracles with only a phone? Yeah, that.

I lasted a year, minus a day, in that job. Walked away with no notice after I finally had had ENOUGH of not being Good Enough, day in and day out - DONE.

And yes, I had that moment of 'oh my ghad, I could BE my boss someday' - and ran.

Yes, that really is someone's life, right now.

Something else -

One of the things I got to do on the flight over to Taiwan was actually watch "The Devil Wears Prada" - something I'd never gotten around to.

Holy crap.

Substitute advertising for the fashion biz, and that was my first job out of school, working as an assistant to the producer, agency side - in commerical production.

Substitute the great clothes for pet food and breakfast cereal. (We made commericals. 30 seconds of hell that take weeks to produce.) Do NOT substitute any of the attitude, personality or lack of personal space. Want to know how I produce miracles with only a phone? Yeah, that.

I lasted a year, minus a day, in that job. Walked away with no notice after I finally had had ENOUGH of not being Good Enough, day in and day out - DONE.

And yes, I had that moment of 'oh my ghad, I could BE my boss someday' - and ran.

Yes, that really is someone's life, right now.