Audrey is 5 years old and in kindergarten. Right now, In addition to her French immersion school she does:
Mon – Gymnasticsc at FAIS
Tues – Tennis at GGT&S with Yanis & Kenzi
Wed – Jewelry making at FAIS
Thu: Basketball practice at the Presidio YMCA
Fri – Drama at FAIS
Sun – Basketball game at the Y and swim lesson at La Petite Baleen
It seems a bit much but it’s better than watching TV I think. She’s got the energy.
Now I know why fathers get so upset when their children don’t follow in their footsteps. Watching Audrey in her first real tennis lesson last night, seeing her get into something that I was totally into as a child, was a profoundly satisfying experience. I think my brain is hardwired to reward me for this experience. I swear it ramped up my uptake of dopamine. I am now an addict.
sfgate.com has a new blog by Peter and Bill Getty. Other than giving me low hanging fruit to blog about, I”m not sure what the point of it is. I guess it’s supposed to help those of us among the unwashed masses understand “what it’s like to be rich.”
In their first post, in what I suppose is an attempt to show us just how like you and me they are, they take the time to let us know about the pain of growing up rich.
They too have suffered. Hey, they are just like you and me! And so you don’t doubt it, they back it up with plenty of details. They lived in a house with – gasp – old furniture. And they couldn’t put posters on their bedroom walls.
I’m doing all I can not to roll my eyes right out of their sockets.
I have finally found a recipe that fills my ginormous kitchenaid mixer. For those of you who are curious, it is a double patch of the peanut butter chocolate chip cookies from Cook’s Illustrated.
Today was the last day of somebody’s pre-school career. Fortunately for all, it ended right on schedule and not a day too early or late. It’s hard to believe somebody is gonna be a kindergartner this fall. Although not scientifically verified, I’m pretty sure our days are still 24 hours long. Somehow, though, they just keep going faster and faster and faster…
The past two years were awesome. Plenty of neurotic new parent moments. A few moments of doubt and concern. But plenty more moments of happiness, pride, love, joy and all the good shit that is easy to forget sometimes.
Her school had a fair to end the year. And there was my baby girl out there holding her own, doing the ring toss, cake spin, jump house, and so many other things. And reaching up to hold my hand every now and again.
And while it is an abused word, there I was, feeling like we’d found the right community for Audrey and us.
Once every couple of days, this awful craptacular pile of coupons and offers shows up in my mailbox. I removed myself from most mailing lists, but couldn’t figure out how to get off of this one…
It turns out the craptacular pile of paper is produced by Valassis as part of the “Red Plum” brand. Somewhere in America, someone has a resume that lists “launched Red Plum brand for Valassis Industries, a direct mail…” and I feel truly sorry for that person… but anyway, I digress.
