There is no doubt in my mind that
some sort of cosmic baby lottery exists. Some people, like most of our friends,
hit the baby jackpot: their children are happy, they’re healthy, and they’re
quiet – often. Other people, like my wife and I, lose the baby lottery – or
maybe it’s more appropriate to say that we bought a ticket and ended up being
one integer away from every winning number. Our child is healthy (and very good
looking), which is such an amazing comfort and relief. However, he is a loud,
angry scream factory who demands nothing less than an all-consuming, undivided
attention just to keep him from reaching a particular shrill frequency in his
cries that literally causes our dogs to start barking.
06 April 2015
The Unintended Consequences of Better Home Security
In the same way
that I was in some small way relieved to receive my first A- during my freshman
year of high school, I am just a little bit glad that our first break-in
occurred only a couple weeks after we moved into our first house. It was
nothing truly serious – probably just a few punk teenagers looking for
cigarettes – but we did have our car and garage broken into. This also came as
no real surprise.
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