Oh, how I've missed you, my little blog! So many months, so little change. Sunny is sunny, just with more teeth. Tempest rages on, just now with pre-school. Zen and I have been married for 7 years, yet can never seem to remember our own anniversary. Where does the time go?

We're just getting over Christmas and Sunny's first birthday. She needs a bed. Believe it or not, it's hard to have a normal marriage, with the whole sleeping together thing intact, when there's a baby sleeping in the middle. We'd like to move her into Tempest's room, but it's unclear how well she'll sleep when Tempest wakes up at 3am in full on reptile-brain mode, screaming because she's wet the bed but too upset to allow anyone to touch her. When those episodes happen, all logic circuits in her brain are shut down, in full-on lockdown mode, and all attempts at reasoning with her or explaining patiently what needs to happen and why are met with violent opposition.

Tomorrow night, I'm going to add i or Fourier transforms to my argument. Clearly my odds of success are better in imaginary space.

I'm told the first 4 years of a kid's life are like a tunnel you have to go through as a parent, with your life waiting for you on the other side. Tempest's 4 years are almost up, but Sunny has 3 to go. That's a long tunnel. While I'm working on those FFTs, maybe I'll take a crack at bending the space-time continuum too.