Christmas Eve

Spending time with family, getting ready to head home for a quiet night, ready for tomorrow.

I hope you have a happy holiday, no matter what it maybe.

May there be peace on Earth. Good will towards all.

Happy Hanukkah and Merry Christmas.

Lord, make me an instrument of Your Peace, Where there is hatred, let me sow Love; Where there is injury, Pardon; Where there is doubt, Faith; Where there is despair, Hope; Where there is darkness, Light; And Where there is sadness, Joy. O Divine Master, grant that I may not So much seek to be consoled, as to Console; To be understood as to Understand; To be loved as to Love; For it is in Giving that we receive; It is in Pardoning that we are pardoned; It is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

Happy Thanksgiving

I have much to be thankful for. Great family, good friends, challenging work, passions and interests that keep me engaged with the world in all sorts of ways. I try to count my blessings everyday.

I know that at anytime, any of this can change, the cards we are dealt each day can turn in a moment from good to terrible, to horrific. I know amongst my greatest blessings (its hard to compete with Emma or Richelle) is the capability to decide how to face them.

Thank you.

I hope you have a happy Thanksgiving.

– Karl

It’s been a little harder on Mommy and Daddy than her

The last two nights Emma has slept soundly in her new toddler bed. Emma had moved fast transitioning from a bassinet to a crib and from our room to her own nursery. We moved a bit slower in moving her to her own bed. It required us to trust ourselves (is the house as child safe as it can be?), and her (how she will handle waking up in the middle of the night with all that freedom?), in a poignant way.

The last few weeks her nursery has been transforming into her room. With a door she can open and close at will. A place she can have alone time when she wants (we are big advocates of un-structured play – we’re not so called propeller-parents – we shoot for some kind of balance). The neat thing about all this – now – more than ever – you can see her determination, curiosity, drive, joy, and sense of humor all self directed. When we’re playing, or when I’m showing her something new, or reading with her, watching her with her grandparents, Aunt Rose, Uncle Mike, or her Mommy, or just watching her do her own thing, I can think to myself, “wow – not only do I love her – I like her”. She’s clever. And her sense of humor just tickles you. It makes my heart feel good.

It’s a Uke world, we just live in it

I have some links to share about ukulelies today. Scroll to the end of the post for why 🙂

Metafilter Thread: The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain performs the theme to “Shaft” (SYTL). Really, is any description needed?

YouTube: The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain – Shaft

YouTube: Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain – The Good the Bad the Ugly

Philly.com: Tiptoeing no more – A revival of the sweet-sounding ukulele is stimulating Philadelphia’s music scene, with classical, jazz and even rock sounds.

YouTube: Ukulele weeps by Jake Shimabukuro

YouTube: Sci-Fi Ukulele: Doctor Who Theme

YouTube: Run to the Hills, Iron Maiden (on ukulele)

We bought Emma a Uke almost a year ago and she strums along while I play guitar or to just about any music playing in the house, but sometimes she just rocks out 🙂

Social Networking for Babies?

I realize I post about Emma here and in a way am already taking part in something like this, still, there is something profoundly unsettling about this.

NYTimes: Twittering From the Cradle:

Call it convenient. Call it baby overshare. But a host of new sites, including Totspot, Odadeo, Lil’Grams and Kidmondo, now offer parents a chance to forgo the e-mail blasts of, say, their newborn’s first trip home and instead invite friends and family to join and contribute to a network geared to connecting them to the baby in their lives.

“It’s an interesting model,” said Amanda Lenhart, a senior research specialist for the Pew Internet & American Life Project. “Everyone can decide how much or little they want to know about a baby, which avoids the situation of receiving a few too many e-mails about someone’s wonderful child, and parents can decide how much they want to share — in minimal or maximal ways.”

But does the world really need online social networking for babies?