Time Travel
Among Isaac's many powers, we now must include time travel. Nothing on the level of Dr. Who or Marty McFly, but still it is pretty impressive. He can make you skip fifteen to twenty minutes into the future without you noticing.
Our Tuesday routine right now is a pretty tightly scheduled affair. Mom has both an early and late appointment which means that Isaac is out the door before 7:30 and home around 6:00. It also means that Dad is responsible for food. Last night Dad picked up some delicious heat and eat stuff from a local ingredients only food place in New Hampshire called the Black Forest Cafe. We had some really good rice and veggie salad, a pair of delicious wraps, and some quiche. We topped it off with a tiny little apple pie. It was amazing. When I cleaned up the dishes I looked down at my watch and it was 6:32.
After that all three of us went into the living room for some rolling. I had some nice relaxing tunes on, including a version of Simple Gifts with Yo Yo Ma on cello and Alison Krauss on vocals, and all of sudden it was 7:00 and time to start Isaac's bath ritual. Just like that: poof, time travel. It was really startling because it was so noticeable.
I guess this is proof: there is just no better way to spend an evening than with Isaac and Mom. This splendid bliss contrasted nicely with Dad's crazy only-as-a-Public Defender day yesterday.
Our Tuesday routine right now is a pretty tightly scheduled affair. Mom has both an early and late appointment which means that Isaac is out the door before 7:30 and home around 6:00. It also means that Dad is responsible for food. Last night Dad picked up some delicious heat and eat stuff from a local ingredients only food place in New Hampshire called the Black Forest Cafe. We had some really good rice and veggie salad, a pair of delicious wraps, and some quiche. We topped it off with a tiny little apple pie. It was amazing. When I cleaned up the dishes I looked down at my watch and it was 6:32.
After that all three of us went into the living room for some rolling. I had some nice relaxing tunes on, including a version of Simple Gifts with Yo Yo Ma on cello and Alison Krauss on vocals, and all of sudden it was 7:00 and time to start Isaac's bath ritual. Just like that: poof, time travel. It was really startling because it was so noticeable.
I guess this is proof: there is just no better way to spend an evening than with Isaac and Mom. This splendid bliss contrasted nicely with Dad's crazy only-as-a-Public Defender day yesterday.