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The Trixie Update

Keep track of the new kid

Notice anything???August 1 2008

It’s not infected. yet. The redness is where they marked it with a purple pen.

Waiting for a busJune 22 2008

Trixie was channeling European peasant girl today.

(There’s more up on flickr)

Trixie Tracker on local NBC-17March 24 2008

Trixie Tracker was just featured on the health segment of our NBC station this evening. I’m super excited and love how it came together. It included a stilted quote from me and an excellent interview with Catrina Reading, a local Trixie Tracker user. The video is up on their site: Baby Tracking Site Is Labor Of Love.

As a side note, I should not be allowed to a spokesman for my company. Somehow I managed to describe Trixie Tracker as “oppressive”. The full context was something along the lines of, “some people may see TT as clinical or oppressive, but if your baby is taking three naps a day, you’ll only have to record three pieces of data and then you end up with rich, beautiful charts.” But that’s not what I said on camera. Oh well. I’m just happy to be able to spread the word a little.

I also realized it’s been six months since I posted anything. We are all doing fine, just incredibly busy. Trixie doing great. She is happy and has a crazy sense of humor. At one point during the news tonight she pointed at the TV and said “That’s YOU!!” I turned to see a mugshot of some local thugs. She’s awesome.

SimileAugust 9 2007

I hate not having the time to jot down the little bits and pieces of the day that are made special by some small action on Trixie’s part. As every parent knows, there are a million things your child does for the first time. These are disposable moments. They light a spark in my mind when they happen; a few weeks later I don’t remember them. I don’t even remember what I’ve forgotten.

Last week we were driving to school with the kitten to share for a pet-themed show-and-tell. Trixie was holding Miss Cutie Pie in the back, playing with her. Then she told me that “Miss Cutie Pie’s eyes are like… little pieces of chocolate”. That stood out because it was the first time I ever heard her use a simile. And — I confirmed it with Jennifer later — she made it up by herself. The cat has cute eyes, but we’ve never compared them to chocolate. I like that. I like see little glimpses of how her brain works, and I didn’t want to forget it.

Crying WolfMay 24 2007

Trixie and I (with some help from Papa-T) are building a sandbox right now. It’s taking a while, but we are almost done.

This evening I was inside looking for a circle template so I could figure out what size drill bit I needed to attach the rope handle. Trixie was playing outside.

All of a sudden I heard screaming, “DADDY!! HELP! DADDDDDY!!!!!!! HELP! HELLLLP! There’s a WOLF!”

I ran to see a Trixie blur shoot past the window and dart across the backside of the porch. “DADDDY! HELP! There’s a WOLF after me!!! THERE’S A WOLF AFTER ME!”

When your child is screaming an alarm like that, you don’t hesitate to believe the danger for a second. She could have been hollering about Sleestak or robots and I would have been equally convinced. She bounded up the steps straight into my arms. Only then did I glance at what she was running from.

Lo and behold, over off the side of the yard was the neighbor’s huge, blackish-grey, extremely wolf-like Shepard mix docilely watching us. Even though it’s a big dog, they keep it inside so Trixie had never seen it before. Tonight was one heck of an introduction.

I was very proud of her for getting the hell out of there — she never ran that fast in soccer. After she calmed down a little, she was proud of herself also. “Whenever you see a wolf you are supposed to tell a grown-up,” she informed me. I’m thinking maybe