Harper completely surprised me this morning. While eating breakfast, she busted out the ABCs. All of them. We've been working on them a little, but until this morning, she still had some gaps. Now, I realize that they're not perfect, but this was a big step. I'm proud of her.
98% of the human genome is noncoding DNA. Termed junk DNA, this vast majority of all human DNA has no known biological function. Why would we have so much nonfunctional genetic material? Are these the instructions for superpowers that are waiting to be tapped or are they really just junk left over from millions of years of modification? I don't know about you, but I'm hoping for superpowers.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Picking a Fight
I stole this idea from one of my favorite websites, SoulPancake. A recent post asked readers to list 5 things worth fighting for and 5 things not worth fighting for. Here's my list.
Worth Fighting For:
1. my kid's heart
2. my marriage
3. the truth
4. healthy self esteem
5. basic human rights for everyone
Not Worth Fighting For:
1. driving habbits
2. sports teams (ie. my team is far superior to your team)
3. oil
4. religion (ie. who's right and who's wrong)
5. politics
What about you? What's worth fighting for and what's not?
Worth Fighting For:
1. my kid's heart
2. my marriage
3. the truth
4. healthy self esteem
5. basic human rights for everyone
Not Worth Fighting For:
1. driving habbits
2. sports teams (ie. my team is far superior to your team)
3. oil
4. religion (ie. who's right and who's wrong)
5. politics
What about you? What's worth fighting for and what's not?
Monday, September 20, 2010
These Are The Days Of The Week
Harper learned this song at school a couple weeks ago and has been singing it non-stop ever since. Rob and I even find ourselves singing it. I think it may be rotting our brains. Being a parent is difficult sometimes.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Vintage
Monday, September 13, 2010
Of Ducks And Men

Harper went to the park to feed the ducks the other day. On the way there, we had the following conversation.
Harper: When I grow up, I am going to be a duck.
Me: Well, you can't be a duck because you are already a person.
Harper: No, I'm going to be a duck.
Me: I thought you were going to be a doctor when you grow up.
Harper: Yeah, I'm going to be a doctor...(long thinking pause)... and a duck.
Me: Fair enough.
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