Just thought I'd share some belated photos of the kids from a recent weekend. Sorry I've been so delinquents.







Aimless ruminations, mercurial cogitations and other random musings of a singular sapien. For Zechariah-Bumblebee & Miranda-Panda: may you always know peace, love and joy.
January 22, 2008 -- REYKJAVIK, Iceland - Chess great Bobby Fischer , who died in Iceland last week at the age of 64, was buried yesterday near the city that hosted his victory over the Soviet Union's Boris Spassky 35 years ago.Fischer's spokesman, Gardar Sverrisson, said the Brooklyn-raised champion was buried in a private ceremony in the southern Icelandic town of Selfoss, about 37 miles southeast of Reykjavik.
Checkmate.

In 1953, Hillary — a beekeeper by trade — and his team reached the mountain's south peak. But, exhausted by the altitude, most team members could go no farther. Only Hillary and a native Nepalese climber, Tenzing Norgay, continued on. David Breashears, a fellow climber said Hillary initially gained fame for the climb, but afterward, he dedicated much of his life to supporting the Sherpas in the Himalayas.
Rest in peace.

We decided to set up our electric trains around the tree, which Zach thought was even better than any of the presents that he got. Although I don't have any pictures of it, we had great fun putting Squeaky the "mouse" in the flatbed car of the train and watching him go around and around the Christmas tree in the train - it quite literally scared the piss out of the little critter, but he survived just fine.













It's a quiet day here on Wall Street - even though the markets are open, all the big traders have passed their accounts off to the junior varsity and split out of town for the holidays. It is also a quiet day in our little office - Brent is in Chicago, Efraim is marlin fishing in Key West, Stuart went home to England, Nelson is out with strep throat, Louis is at a meeting and James is missing in action. This leaves me and the mostly quiet phones. It's all good though; it gives me a chance to actually take my time and post a few thoughts.
Miranda enjoys a pink donut with sprinkles, with Daddy while Zach was at the sensory gym.
Miranda sports her new artist's smock (we couldn't convince Zachy to participate, but he has a cool smock too).
We had fun doing some camping (in the living room of course) with our new tent from Aunt Heather and Uncle Glen.
Zach chills out on one of our beanbag chairs.
Miranda "does her work" with Playdoh on one of her Playdoh mats that she got for her birthday.
Just in case you were wondering, Miranda's first day of preschool was a smashing success. She was a bit cautious at first but didn't cry, complain or even seem to notice that Daddy and Mommy weren't there with her - we waited upstairs in a freezing cold room. Her school day ran from 11:30 - 2pm at which time she emerged happy and hungry. More to follow.


