Excited for Baby Einstein

Grace's uncle Chris (my bro) gave her a Baby Einstein video for Christmas. We let her open it early...she'll have plenty of presents to open on Christmas. She was pretty excited about it, as you will see. Take note of her intermittent dance grooves (sans music), and listen carefully at the end.

Dinner for the Pseudo-bachelor

I'm on my own for a bit here because the wife and child (and forthcoming child) are in Montana. Lindsay gave me plenty of instructions regarding what I could eat while I'm here by myself.

I think she was afraid that if she didn't help me know what to eat I may have ended up eating peanut butter on bread, cheez-its, and peanut butter. Perhaps she was afraid I would starve to death.

I reminded her that I lived on my own for quite some time before we got married, albeit my diet was quite poor. But I still stayed alive and that has always been my main objective in eating.

So last night I had eggs for dinner, but not the kind of eggs you might expect a pseudo-bachelor to eat. I did not scramble eggs in the skillet or hard boil them in a pot. I went to Fuji Rice Time, a sushi restaurant, with some friends. I ate a roll of orange fish eggs topped with the raw yoke of a quail egg. I, my friends, am a pseudo-bachelor who eats only the finest fare.

Tonight I eat pizza. It's what we do.

Fake Giggles

Grace really likes laughing, so much that even when nothing is funny to her, she fake laughs, which makes us laugh, which makes her laugh for real. Of course, we then fake our laughter to try to get her to fake laugh, so that we can laugh for real. You follow?

You have to listen carefully. Try turning up your volume to be able to hear the extended running-out-of-breath, rapid-fire forced giggles.