I may have been a little down on new refrigerators last post. A cold beer after how ever long of drinking room temperature tap-water is actually a pretty exciting thing. Indeed I have several bottle of beer in my new fridge right now. They sit there coldly, ready to dispense beery pleasure at a moments notice.

I had this post rolling around in my head about how children make you grow, how they live without cynicism, without doubt, without fear. Just desire and love. How children can remind you of what it is like to live without cynicism or fear. Right now the wife and I are trying to teach small child to go asleep on her own without nursing to sleep, and small child is alternately screaming like she’s just lost a limb to a bear attack, and then making a impassioned arguments to be allowed to nurse. The impassioned arguments consist of, “Bah, bah, bah BAH! Ra Ra a-da da de de de Dah Dah bah BAH!” delivered with such heartfelt conviction that it is hard to disagree. In the moments of relative calm I keep trying to explain to small child that she’ll have nothing left to roll out scream-wise if she loses a limb in a bear attack.

The wife calls.