tuning in

One of the things I appreciate about the blogosphere is the many different ways of expressing creativity. For some it's pictures, others, it's art or fiction, and to others, music. Since I don't feel gifted in any of those areas to any particular degree I am always fascinated by those who are. Recently I've gotten into psychedelic zen guitar and I am really enjoying the mix. Check it out.

In other news we had Family Night for the second time last night. We walked downtown to check out a new restaurant and after we were done the table next to us made a big deal over how good M was. She sat in her chair the entire time and ate, you know, like a normal person. No crying, no food on the floor, no refusal to eat. We were both aware of it and commented on it but when others point it out there is some uncontrollable need to make sure they know that this. is. not. normal. I am not sure why I feel the need to do that. I should have just said Hell Yes People, My Kid Is Perfect. Enjoy Your Meal. Next time.

After we ate we walked around downtown, a streeet dotted with small town bars at eateries. M ran abruptly into one such bar and proclaimed loudly hey what are you guys DOING! to the dudes at the bar. They all thought that was pretty funny and for a minute I thought beers were going to be on the house. If only we'd remembered the sippy cup.