Sorenne is 8-years-old,

She helped me prepare dinner tonight, in a sous chef role.

My eldest daughter turned 30-years-old today.

She’s got a 4-year-old and is doing great.

This pic of Sorenne, the bald baby, was taken when she was about 5-months-old in Kansas, when Katie the grad student was  about to go do her MS research in New Zealand, lived with us.

I still miss her.

  Sorenne read me four different stories tonight that she is working on in her notebook.

Earlier today I was talking to someone about the value of throwing stuff out for public consumption, no matter how terrifying.

So maybe I’m slowly learning.

However Katie and Amy have both perfected the what-the-fuck-is-wrong-with-you-Doug look.