Sunday, January 26, 2003

Baby Days

Darcie's been wearing her Yearbook Advisor hat, working on layout for parent ads all weekend; I've been minding the baby. With Mama home Just In Case I was able to finally relax with the baby, and just play, and watch her playing. A very empowering and rewarding experience. This morning when she woke up I came in the room; she looked at me and I heard her say hi da da clear as day, but I'm sure it's just a coincidence, as she also said boze today when she was eating her toes.

North to Darcie's parents' house this afternoon, where we had dinner with Darcie's father's college roommate, Uncle Fred. Steak from the barbecue in the garage and and hommade turkey soup and a St. Bernard who had decided that this strange new man in her house was the devil. It was a very comfortable, calmly so. Especially once we put the dog in the mudroom. Home just in time to catch the Superbowl, but I'm more into the Saturday Night Live Weekend Update Halftime Show. Jimmy Fallon and Tina Fey kick ass.

After setting up the big screen projector for the boys downstairs, just around kickoff time, I took a slow drive in the deepening snow. The night was silent and carless as I drove into the fat white falling flakes, past faculty houses and dormitories, their gathering places aglow with the flickering light of the spectacle, warm with the huddled bodies of those left behind during the long weekend break.

posted by boyhowdy | 8:31 PM |

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