Xmas travel

Tickets have been purchased for the family flea to arrive in Boston mid-morning on Dec. 24, and leave in the morning on Dec. 29 (the following Thursday.) I bit the bullet and bought. If we're going to spend large sums of money, it might as well be for family gatherings. And this one is short enough that we should avoid the Criticizing Mother phenomenon.

My college alumnae association has set up a social/job networking site. It's interesting, and well done, but I wonder if I'll use it.

I have nothing pressing to do and no desire to do anything. As expected Casper is sleeping badly in the absence of her daddy, and was in my bed from 1am on last night (there was a reason I brought her in with me, but I can't now recall what it was, sigh.)

mr. flea reports that he found the Seattle Public Library (new, neato keen fancy building) and emailed me from the public terminals. He was very excited.

Casper notes

If you ask her how old she is, she'll now answer, very quietly, "Two months old."

After a long and play-intensive bath, I finally pried her out of the tub tonight and she kept saying, "It's a heiney day." At least, I think that was what she was saying. Now, where I come from, heiney is a sort of kid's vaguely naughty word for butt, but it wasn't clear that she was using it in this sense. So as part of the heiney day, I guess, she decided to wear two of the stacking plastic cups that are a mainstay bath toy as shoes. There was much hobbling about (as they are too small to fit her whole foot, and so she ends up walking on tiptoes) and falling down. But she was very determined and walked about for 15 minutes, mostly clutching the furniture. As she was otherwise naked, the image was rather disturbing as well as comical; she looked like a cross between a hooker in four inch heels and Porky Pig. Work safe photos here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/casperflea/63743884/

Also, just for the cute: http://www.flickr.com/photos/casperflea/63743883

In addition to being cute, she has been a real pain in the ass this afternoon. Tired, whiny, and refusing to eat. Me bed now.