Tag: IPC
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All zig, no zag
Today I was in the backyard playing tag with our freshly minted 5 year old. He likes when I zig-zag around while he tries to catch me, something he indicated he couldn’t do himself thusly: “I can only do the zig, not the zag.” It’s a great line, but it also make me think of…
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My sons’ media of the moment
A spinoff of an ongoing series Raffi. His greatest hits have been on heavy rotation as it seems to be the only music that calms down our 8 month old when he’s upset, which is often. Hamster maze videos on YouTube. The 4 year old is delighted by these. Random but could be a lot…
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The Indecisive GPS
Sometimes when we’re driving, our 4 year old will provide turn-by-turn directions in a robotic voice as they do in Bluey as the “sat nav” (i.e. GPS). Which is always funny because he doesn’t understand directions. But it was especially funny the last time he did it because his directions were not only wrong but…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. Tiles and toes: Always the bright spot on rainy walks: The puddle jumper approaches: Sunset reflections: Sunday morning clips and coffee: The backyard bubbles are back: Some dramatic lighting at a local library:
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. When you go into an elevator and look up to see this face of doom: The skyward view outside my workplace: Caught this partially melted ice cube on a countertop: Why save your Halloween costume for a few hours on one day when you can wear it all…
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I don’t know, I need to learn
Here’s an exchange I had with my 4 year old while on a recent walk around the pond: “Papa, guess what: penguins cannot fly.” “Why is that?” “I don’t know, I need to learn.” We were walking past some ducks when he said this so that must have triggered the fact about penguins, which I’m…
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Bye bye, butterflies
Recently my aunt got my 4 year old a “something special for the new big brother” gift: a popup butterfly garden with a cup of live caterpillars. The cup came in the mail prefilled with caterpillar food, which they ate over the course of a week as they grew and eventually retreated into their own…
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It’s a me, Super Mario on N64
Recently my father-in-law unearthed my wife’s old Nintendo 64 console, which was accompanied by the Super Mario cartridge. I was skeptical it would still work after all these years, but we plugged it in and it fired up like a charm. I didn’t have video game consoles at home growing up, so my exposure to…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. Spotted these two lights reflecting off the Whole Foods cafe counter, the rainbow from outside and the fluorescent light from above: Investigating a hail storm from our porch: Tunnel vision at the children’s museum: It’s a shame our neighbors live in a bubble: Baseball diamond? Nah—giant sandbox:
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On the passage of bathtime
There’s a quote I discovered floating around Instagram Reels that people use as narration for clips of their little kids: You have little kids for four years. And if you miss it, it’s done. That’s it. So, you gotta know that. Lots of things in life you don’t get to do more than once. That…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. A sunbeamed leaf as seen through our car windshield: The yin and yang of a backyard bonfire remnant: At work in his corner office: Cloudy with a chance of a refill: The bubbles are back, and they’re multiplying: Mr. 3 Year Old is eager to shovel at the…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. The view of the capitol building in Madison from the Madison Children’s Museum rooftop: Mr. 3 Year Old and his cousin on the slide at the Madison zoo: Stumbled upon this view atop a slide at a nearby suburban park: Ascending a magically wooded tunnel of stairs adjacent…
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The Legend of Ball Under Table
The above is a screenshot from a video on my phone that’s come to be known in my family as “Ball Under Table.” Recorded shortly before the first COVID lockdown, the video documents a little game our (at the time) freshly minted one-year-old created. He would roll the little squishy soccer ball under our table,…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. Perusing the pond during an unseasonably cold spring: Bubbles in the backyard: Loved the geometry and colors on this rainy tennis court: Potential album cover for our future father/son band: *heart eyes emoji*: Fun with focus:
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What does that cloud mean?
That was a question from my 3 year old during a recent walk as he was looking at the sky. We’d recently introduced him to the concept of seeing recognizable shapes in clouds, so I’m guessing that’s what he was getting at. But this phrasing was so much more deep, man. Previously in Accidentally Philosophical…
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My son’s media of the moment
A spinoff of an ongoing series Bluey. A not-small number of times after watching an episode I’ve thought, “Was that one of the greatest episodes of TV ever?” Hot take: the only TV shows a kid needs, really, are this and Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood—the yin and yang of instructive, high-quality children’s entertainment. Picture books aplenty.…
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Playground adventures anew
The playground at the park near my parents’ house is getting renovated, which means the place as I knew it from ages 11-18 will be no more. I’m glad for the memories I have from there, many of which are shared with my childhood best friend, Tim, who also lived a block away from the…
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Recent Views
More photography here and on my Instagram. Into the tundra: A ghostly window creature: 3 year old was “helping” me clean out the car on a warmer day by “fixing” a headrest with a wrench, but all you can really see is the reflection of the sun and clouds in the rear window: Among the…