nostalgie de la boue

Okay, it was very rarely muddy in the places where I was an archaeologist, but I can't remember the word for "dust" in French. (I am sure one of you will remind me in comments.)

A coworker spent a vacation in Peru recently, and posted pictures from the trip this weekend. The intricate, massive construction of the Inca walls reminds me so much of the Mycenaeans. And then the Times has a story about domestication of plants. Sigh...

In baby news, Erin and Tom welcomed Theodore Joseph (Theo) on June 23. Big sister is Audrey. This makes two baby Theos I know; it was on the short list for the Dillo, and remains so for any possible future sons I might have, but it seems to be getting too popular! I also know two Audreys.

Yay! Also, the Dillo is Such a Boy

mr. flea called to say he passed! He now can defend his dissertation any time after 4 months from now. He is going to Neomonde (where he went the day last fall when his proposal didn't pass) and promises not to get in a car accident (which is what happened last fall.)

In other news, the Dillo has discovered his penis, and boy does he like it. Because I am 12 and do not have a penis of my own, I find this endlessly amusing. Also, I think I was only vaguely aware that boys had erections before puberty. Dillo's occasional morning wood took care of that notion early on. But now he finds the thing and pulls on it and makes his own stiffie! Hee! Except for the part where diaper changes are hard enough as it is - now half the time he's trying to escape, and half the time he won't let go of his penis so I can close the diaper.

(Dear son, if you are reading this 14 years in the future, thanks to the miracles of technology, and are terribly embarrassed - I'm sorry. But YOU were the one playing with yourself before you turned a year old!)