Monthly Archives: May 2006

Trixie has become such a big kid, and communicates so well about so many things that it’s easy to forget that there’s still a vast world of cultural knowledge that rest of us of take for granted, and that she … Continue reading →

Trixie’s hand is doing much better. But that doesn’t mean she’s letting the incident go. Showing off her almost completely healed digits, she matter-of-factly asked Jennifer, “Remember when you tried to cut my fingers off?” That’s respect. That’s some serious … Continue reading →

Trixie learned a lot of lessons this week; car doors are dangerous, candles are dangerous, running on hardwood floors when wet is dangerous and dropping stoneware is dangerous. The week started out with a bang. Unhappy with her mother’s day … Continue reading →

Just a head’s up that we may be on a San Diego NPR show today around 10:20 PST. I say may because you never know when you may get bumped. But if it does happen, we’ll be part of a … Continue reading →

I’m switching up the format here a little. I just can’t pretend that I’m going to write anthropological stories anymore. Those stories were always driven by data. And the data, as far as Trixie is concerned, is just about played … Continue reading →

“Oh-my-god-what-is-grabbing-my-foot!!” We brought a small wooden puzzle on the plane to keep Trixie occupied. It worked great for about 2 minutes and then pieces went everywhere. In retrospect I should have asked the passenger sitting behind us to if she … Continue reading →