Monday, May 21, 2007

notes from a quiet monday.

Thanks to the marvels of modern technology, I am typing this in our backyard, which is a fenced-in 75'x75' patch of grass barely deserving of such a lofty label. Quinn is discovering the ballistic properties of various objects such as balls and rocks, and my supervisory role is to warn him when there are breakable or living objects in the direction of his trajectory. Lyra is asleep in her bassinet inside, and Robin is preparing dinner for the lot of us.

I've had a few people ask about the origin of Lyra's name, so I'll divulge our inspiration for it. Lyra, the lyre, is a star constellation centered around Vega, the second-brightest star in the Northern Hemisphere. It's also the first name of the protagonist in Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy, Lyra Belacqua. We like celestial things, and we both love the books, so the name kind of sounded right when one of us first proposed it. (I honestly can't remember who came up with it first.)

My brother and his wife are expecting kid number three, and they gave each other lists of potential names, with instructions for the other to cross out unacceptable candidates. When they returned their respective lists to each other, every name on either list was crossed out.

Ah, kids and family. I need to come up with some more blog entries about guns, politics, and philosophy, lest this blog live up to its name and turn into a pure parenting blog, but on days like this, it's hard not to bore the blogosphere with seemingly inconsequential minutae from the family front. Marriage and parenting have their ups and downs, but even on the worst of days, I wouldn't trade this to anyone for any amount of money.

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