I can't believe how active and smiley the kids are. Just about a year ago we were scared and they weren't even as big as their heads are, now.
Last weekend when I was taking Noah out for a bouncy walk up and down the driveway he was happily checking out the trees and the birds and the cars driving by, and I had to sit him up on the car hood because he was just so HEAVY. And I thought, "he's SO BIG! YAY! We need to buy him a swing set."
Happy Birthday Tommy!
I think this is going to be a 2-urn morning.
Oh my heavens, I *want* that little dog!!
Holy crap, that's a cute dog.
Holy crap, that's a cute dog.
She looks all ready to take on the world....
Holy crap, that's a cute dog.
Lethally cute...aargh!
keels over ded
Dayumn. That's a dangerously cute dog.
Well, observation over. I think I made myself too nervous over it -- typing up lesson plans, practicing,... he came in five minutes after class started, I gave him a note-taking guide, and when class ended he said, "Thanks," and left. I don't know what it means, but I do know that trying to psych myself up for these things never ever works.
And then of course the thing I demonstrated, which worked easily and predictably on my computer, did crazy and unexplainable things on the students' computers and I couldn't fix it. Yay.
Happy birthday, tommyrot!!!
I came in later than I wanted to, but still earlier than I normally do, all for a 10:00 meeting that I now find that nobody in my department is going to because it doesn't apply to us. Oops--I'm glad I checked around before heading over there! Oh, well, at least I can now leave at a semi-normal time before 6:30 pm.