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I love my family. It is so fun watching them grow. Noah and I played chess for the first time last night and he did pretty well. Amy amuses me all the time with her "big girl" behaviors.

I frequently feel like I’m failing them. If I work hard enough to properly provide for them then I neglect them in time. If I give them the time they deserve then the money isn’t there to provide the life they should have.

I was about to declare the dog house broken but I slept in a bit this morning (6:40) and apparently she could not wait. Small mess. At least she didn’t pee. I think for the most part she gets it. She understand she is supposed to go outside.

She’s funny too. She has picked two spots in the yard and will only do one thing in each spot. The spots are on opposite sides of the yard so she will go to one and do half her business then bolt to the other side of the yard to finish up.

Last night I accidently tried to call her in as she pranced across the yard and she gave me the most human face that seemed to communicate “uh, look man. Are you crazy? I’m busy!” as she kept her pace toward the second spot.

So this afternoon I helped Sarah deliver some long overdue girlscout cookies. Then I scored some more programming. Then the boys and I joined the ladies at the mall to help with the girlscout cookie booth and relieve them for dinners. As I returned home Molly was outside and heard the Jeep and bolted down the street for it. The neighbors and Cathy thought I was going to mow her down. Spent some quality time with the neighbors afterwards and that was much fun. Time to settle.

Had a great meeting with my clients followed by helping a little at the girl scout cookie booth. Came home to debate programming or cleaning but need to run some errands first.

I like programming because sometimes it feels like I’m performing magic!

7:45 and that past few hours have been great for programming. The house is coming to life and time before my meeting is running out.

It’s 6:10am on a Saturday morning and the 8 year old and 2.5 year old have both risen. The 8 year old goes to play with Playmobile and the 2.5 year old immediately requests The Incredibles.

Joestump.net points out that the bans on gay marriages are opening legal loopholes making prosecution of domestic abuse difficult.

Two major issues resolved on a project. Excellent! Moving onto another project.

I like programming at 3am. It’s so quiet. I’ll watch the dog take a walk in the crisp air while having a steaming coffee and just stare at the stars while listening to the peace.

14 hours ago I started trying to write 30 minutes of code. Now I have 11 hours to complete 40 hours of work. I’m tired.

I was unable to use Blogger for a day and a half. I was certain that I was having network issues because Google wouldn’t allow that much downtime would they? Wherever the problem lay, it seems fixed now.

I have a day and a half of writings cooped up in me but I have weeks of coding begging to get out so I best return to client obligations.

It wasn’t until recently that I understood “three dog night.” I always thought that meant spring up and shout “Jeremiah was a bullfrog. Was a good friend of mine…” Apparently 3 dog night refers to temperature. A 3 dog night means that to stay warm you needed 3 dogs in the bed with you. Thank you Cathy for explaining that to me.

We have 2 dog nights occasionally around here but usually its just a one dog night. Molly plays a game with me. She takes my spot in the bed until I’m ready to come to bed. It’s funny and at the same time guarantees me a warm spot to settle into.

Remember when gay meant gay? Apparently other words have changed meaning over the years too. Batman’s Greatest Boner