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We’re going to name him Howard

We built a robot duck from a kit the other day.

More here.

And this one time…in my browser…

If Guitar Hero isn’t quite your thing, there’s always Flute Hero…in Danish.

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Raw Zooage!

We went to the zoo on friday for my birthday.

Thea got a kick out of just about everything.

Tommy led the way most of the time and thought long and hard about which way to go.

He also led me through some tight spaces on the jungle floor.

L&T&t really enjoyed seeing the penguins up close.

And I got […]

We went out to eat last night

T: Daddy?
Me: Yes?
T: Did you know Jesus made you special?
Me: Yes, Tommy. That’s very nice to know, isn’t it?
T: Yeah.
Me: Now pull up your pants and flush so we can get back to dinner.

I said we’d do it…

…and we did. Tommy and I painted his bedroom wall tonight.

Tommy wanted a monkey in the rocket.

I drew a tank, Daddy!

And it appears to be the tank from Heavy Weapon, which we’ve played a couple times on XBLA. He’s quite fond of the Mega Laser.

and here’s the real deal:

We’d have had to kick him out of the house eventually if he hadn’t turned out to be a Popcap fan, so this is good […]

Photo Shoot

Kind of reminds me of that painting of the creation of Adam…

Except Thea isn’t a middle-aged, naked, man. And Tommy, despite his best efforts, is not God.

Watch this video. Now.

I remember reading a headline online a few months ago about a “dying professor giving his last lecture.” It seemed like a pretty noble thing to do, and I pictured an old sickly man speaking to a lecture hall about important life lessons.

What I saw when I finally watched the video this weekend was […]

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Lindsey and I had both signed up for a 5k run/walk for this morning. I was going to take Tommy in the jogging stroller, and L was going to walk with Thea in a carrier. As it turns out Thea woke up with a fever and I’ve lost most of my voice, and […]

This was a triumph.

Tommy recently discovered one of my valve-store purchases.

T: What’s this, daddy?
Me: That’s a Cube.
T: What kind of cube?
Me: A Companion Cube.
T: What does it do?
Me: It loves you. See? It has hearts on it. It cannot speak.
T: Cool.