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this is j's blog and d managed to get in and make a total mess of it!!! weeeeee!!! i can write anything here and she won't know it until someone else points it out - she can't take this stuff off can she? the thought that this scribbling of mine is going to be permanent is too exciting for words! asd;lfkjaokrwoirew9ogv bv!@#$$%^&. when she catches me at this i can just blame it on... the kids, definitely the kids... yeah, that's the plan - they spell better than i do anyhow. she keeps such a pretty blogometry that having a schmear of vestigial humanity every now and then won't hurt. i didn't go to work today because i put in too many hours and no overtime for this feller. does this email to everybody who is interested? i sure hope so - you know, spread the love hither and yon. sorry to get your hopes up people - just d. i have nothing neat or interesting to say other than it is nice to type something i don't have to turn in to a professor or a government official. i got to sleep in last night and thus i find myself with lots of energy. i thought i could either do something productive or i could screw up j's blag. i figure we don't stay in touch as well as we should, and by we i mean me because j does most of the envoy work for this house. so this is me making a notional effort to reach out. did you know that by the time it takes you to read this sentence, 20 million nutrinos have passesd through your brain? and by the time you have read this sentence they are half way to the sun? that's a quote from "coming of age in the milky way" - i read it at snow college.

wait a second - how does this work again? that's right, i get on here and i post something about the family. here goes: N is recently going through a growth spurt and by growth spurt i mean east german-esque growth spurt - this girl is only a few pounds lighter than L and a couple inches shorter. she is still as energetic as ever. three and a half with a new haricut to cover the mane mangling she pulled off last month... made j cry. she posted the pix. N is the kind of kid for whom we have used the kid leash on one occasion - in spite of the memories of the spastic kids i recall requiring restraint to keep from getting hurt. N is on the leash to spare the health and wellfare of any poor unsuspecting child she wanders too close to. my sister used one on one of her rambunctious boys and the image made me laugh - i thought we could get a bunch for all the cousins and they could pull a sleigh or a coal mine cart. AE is growing enormously also but she still has the hands of a neonatal but her hair has finally changed into reall person hair and not that whispy spider-monkey hair new borns start out with. she has caught onto the fact that she must weep, wail and gnash to get any attention. she will put on an apocalyptic-proportioned hissy to ask for milk. don't get me wrong, milk is tasty and loverly but a palsied convulsion? really?? i only do that when i want cheez its because they have real cheese AND milk - never just for just milk. rooky. AM is the reluctant prodigy - i have to threaten with a circular saw and branding iron to get her to sit and make a pathetic pantomime of piano practice once a week - she then takes off to her lessons and her teacher says she is doing so well... after having practiced once she aparently can play a whole song all the way through without looking at times. just to keep her on her toes, when she plays a song perfectly i say "yeah, but can you play it backwards? don't be lazy." one of these days she is going to pull that off and i am not sure what i am going to do - maybe demand she play it with broken fingers, her toes or with someone else's hands... it's tough being the lesser mortal in a house full of lovely people - you have to work so much harder to pretend you are worthwhile - sigh. L is a very gentle and tender child who is so enthusiastic and genuinely good - so i am making sure she toughens up, carries weapons to school and knows how to kill a man with a wet noodle and doll hair - kind of the mcgiver and rambo approach to parenting. she is taking swim lessons and she is really developing some great form - all of my kids can out swim their dad but they don't know that. actually, i am more of a breath-holder - don't knock it, when everyone is at the surface getting really tired and stuff i am conserving energy and staring up at them with my little smug blue-lipped grin. they don't know what they are missing out on. E is the moderator of mighty proportions. often we hear him saying "simmer down" or "knock it off". that is the sign of a kid who knows how to take charge. he is very maticulous about his things and works hard to be obedient. he is a really even keeled (sp?) kid. he is just so eexcited about learning new things and has a quuick mind. he must get that from his mom. julie just came in and caught me so i need to get off- until next time when she leaves the computer unlocked and exposed... ta ta ta toodles may your easter be full of bunnies and sugar hallucinations!