yep, its happening.

Generally, I post about the kids, but this is exciting for us.

Rob just moved his office from downtown Austin to cozy "downtown" Round Rock--so far with surprising success. (Lots of new calls from potential clients. We remain cautiously optimistic.)

How's about that!? That's pretty exciting to see! Rob and Dave. Together again. Together FOR-E-VER. (Got that guys? No backing out now. Not ever. Mwah ah ah.) The Servinos won't be here for another 2 1/2 months, but there's finally proof that we've actually suckered them.

The new office is coming together nicely. Needs the wall hangings back up but otherwise very cozy and more what we had in mind ambiancey-wise than the last office. 

And a pic of my unkempt nerdlings all huddled lovingly around the computer together.

Quick...before they notice me

Shhhh... its me. If my kids notice that I'm on "the Precious" they might eat me alive. I'll make this quick.

Minecraft and Wolfquest have possessed their brains. They burst through the door after school arguing about who gets the first turn on the computer. Somehow, every single day, it is a devastating surprise to them that they have to finish their homework first and that they only get a one hour on the Precious per day. I have to explain and defend any business that I have with the computer, so as not to disrupt the hierarchy of computer "needs". Sometimes they pool their computer time and all three of them gather cozily around the computer with their chairs pushed close together to watch videos of other people playing Minecraft or Wolfquest. 

Whitney has recently spent the last month doing odd jobs for friends and saving her money for a Furby Boom. (She waited patiently and actually saved $40 dollars. I was surprised and impressed.) It arrived yesterday and they are inseparable. She seems to have forgotten about the Precious. I thought I'd finally get a chance to send off an email or two, but instead I found this:

He was like "...what?"

No problem. I still have my cell phone. I hate typing on that thing but its better than nothing. So I went looking for my phone and found this:

Apparently Furby Booms are pretty useless without the accompanying app.

I wish my kids came with an app that made them do things. Like turn off the computer and throw your Furby in the toilet. And talk to your mom. There is no autopilot when it comes to parenting. If you're not actively campaigning for their time and attention and betterment, they're ebbing away on a wave of media. When did that start happening? They're still babies. 

Fortunately, friends and bikes and sunshine and snuggling on the couch to read library books still have pull. I've just got to find a way to preserve that for many years to come. 

Well, to polish this off, here's a bunch of crappy-resolution pics from my phone that can speak for the last 6 months that I've been MIA:

Halloween:

Stuart got glasses which he loves and dotes on daily:

Whitney got to take a few friends to Chuck E. Cheese for her birthday:

And Spencie is a undie-wearing man these days: