Jaryth was downstairs weeping piteously. Mark could not console him. I had no idea what was wrong. Then suddenly he was calm again. Phew, the crisis is averted.

Then

“I want that!” he yells. And before Mark can respond, “Where’d the zombies go?” Followed by some more crying.

I can tell that having a son that is probably going to be a gamer just like his dad is going to result in a lot of humorous statements. He plays Plants vs. Zombies, and when he asks to play he says “I want to feed the zombies.”

Of course, that is my fault, as I noticed that since he’s only a toddler and doesn’t understand the point of PvZ he tends to let the zombies through fairly frequently. Thus I said that he was clearly feeding them. He was concerned that the poor zombies were going hungry, so he feeds them his own brain. That’s the generous soul he is.

Of course, now he’s back to playing Tozzle. Tozzle is an extremely loud game that he plays at full blast volume almost every day. He plays only three of the puzzles in it: the windmill (which he calls the “mim mill”), the train, and the planes. When he builds the “red one” (the plane with red markings) he then finishes and tells us that we are going to the airport. “We take a plane to Bibi’s house!” he announces over and over.

We got a Parrot A.R. Drone for our birthdays (Mark and I) back in December. And we had a blast with it. Jaryth absolutely loves it. He daily asks to see the drone. And when the weather is bad, he comes indoors and watches our video of our drone as well as other YouTube videos of drones.

But then, come January, I stopped talking about it. Why? Well, it got stuck in a tree.

This doesn't look too high, right? Click to see the full size of the tree

Look for the red line towards the bottom of the image to find our fence-line.

When it finally fell down from the tree, one of the rotors didn’t turn correctly, so now we are waiting for a repair kit and replacement rotors and shell (which disappeared).

Vonage’s transcription of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer as
sung into our voicemail:

“Rudolph the red nose reindeer had a very
shiny though and if you have Verizon hand and you even say it
glows.”

If you have Verizon hand?

A shiny though?

Surprisingly, it usually does a pretty good job. But this was particularly
funny.

Jaryth liked licking the icing. I also learned that marshmallows must be eaten on a stick (courtesy s’mores we had last summer). He yelled “stick! Stick!” over and over until Mark gave him a toothpick.

I got an email yesterday from someone who wrote (paraphrased):

“I read your top 10 list of best web editors, and it was interesting. I use ___ editor, and I was wondering if there was a better one than it available.”

Really?

The editor he mentioned was not on the list.

I honestly don’t know what to tell him. I mean, seriously, if his editor was not on the list (and it does qualify to be on that list – it’s free and it’s for Windows), then chances are, I believe that all ten editors on that list are better than the one he named.

The only thing I can think is that he doesn’t understand what a “Top 10” list is.