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Veda’s first day at pre-school 📚
When we get there she wanders off while we organize all the stuff.
When we’re done we go find her to say goodbye.
Totally ignored!
Think that’s good. 😍

Marginalia. Do an art show of scribbled notes and doodles. Show or describe the thing I’m supposed to be doing.

Setting up the new studio! Feels like heaven in the making…

My wife Melissa is pregnant. Whoa! She’s due with a man-child on March 6. 👶🏼

I’m in a state of healthy denial. I know that I’m going to have even less personal time than now...and I’m a miser when it comes to my time. 🤑

On the other hand, I don’t know!

I’ve been wrong about a lot of things. Even about what I want. I thought I didn’t want to have a kid, but then we adopted Veda.

Yes, I have way less personal time. My schedule is a jigsaw puzzle. There’s way more plastic crap in the house. And I still suck at changing diapers.

But Veda is amazing. And in spite of the added complexity and piles of stuff, life is simpler. We don’t have to do a lot to have fun. 🛝

I was more anxious when found out that Veda’s birth mother chose us as adoptive parents. Her birth mother had been on methadone treatment for 10 years and was using other substances. Friends and family were telling me that Veda might have learning disabilities or worse.

But she’s healthy, smart, friendly and funny.

So again, I don’t know!

Like they say in the big leagues...
“I’m just taking it one day at a time,” and...
“All thanks to the Man Upstairs.”

Love you all ❤️