Whistle on, Birdman

A friend and I saw Andrew Bird downtown last night. On a school night, even! We left our children behind with their fathers, and I’m not sure which was better: a childless Tuesday night, or the music. I kid. It was no contest. The music was excellent.
So do you know of this genius? If not, [...]

The Pitter School of Misheard Lyrics

Pitter, guess where Daddy is RIGHT NOW?
Where?
Where did he fly yesterday?
To Boston!
Yep. And he’s at a concert listening to one of your favorite bands right this very minute!
I don’t know which band.
Who sings “Magnificent”?
U2!
Yes.
I want them to play “Do You Know the Tiny Bay!”
Well, I doubt they’ll cover Green Day*, but you never know.
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In Search of High

I am genetically predisposed towards hedonistic behavior. I guess we all are, to some extent. But when I say this, I mean I am predisposed to addictions that make me feel high–that give me a jolt out of the slightly below-average feeling about reality I experience most of the time. Depressants make no strong siren [...]

Further Proof that We Are Insane Parents

I just ordered this drum set for Pitter’s upcoming 3rd birthday.

I figure if he insists on “being John Bottom [Bonham]” and following us around the house with makeshift drum sticks, we can at the very least seclude him in the playroom (with the door shut) with a contraption that can’t easily be dragged around.
And maybe then [...]

Beatbox Flute

A friend of mine sent me a video of Nathan Lee via Facebook the other week. I told her I *totally* sound just like this when I play my flute for the boys. You know, when I’m not playing Mary Poppins tunes or Twinkle Twinkle. 
Seriously though, I am going to try to figure this out. [...]