Bill Watterson advice

When I have a project lately it paralyzes me.  I love what I do, I love my clients but lately my work doesn't manifest quite how I envisioned it.
I wasted time instead and found this. It's great
http://www.slate.com/content/dam/slate/blogs/browbeat/2013/08/27/watterson_advice_large.jpg

Fortress of Destitute

My kids found a fort on the beach. Inside someone had written.

And I must admit the times in my life that I have felt the most forsaken and have had a huge existential crisis has been in a driftwood fort on a serene beach.

Why driftwood fort? Why?

feels like yesterday

If you are reading this you are AMAZINGLY dedicated!
I don't think I have written here in two years. I think I stopped when I my parents divorced which was three angst filled years ago.

I've had another baby in that time!

Here is a story about a three year old.

(This three year old)

Today Sam grabbed a piece of meat from his plate, bent it into an arch and gasped, "… a meat rainbow," he said. It took him a while to fully grasp this concept. "A meat rainbow!" he shrieked delightfully. He began to kick his legs and twist his hand like he does when he is super excited.

"Sing the rainbow song daddy!" I started to sing 'Rainbow connection.' Sam gave me a glare, "No! not you I asked daddy. Sing the rainbow song daddy."

Spencer began to sing and Sam swayed happily holding his meat rainbow with a happy smile plastered on his face.

Magical Meat Rainbow.

I am posting him with a smore since I don't feel like a meat rainbow is what people want to see.

Here is Adia with the newest addition. World, meet 'Briggles.'

Here is the birth announcement

(This is edited from a Barberella picture. )

See you all in another two years.