“No it's not. It's a big hot!” At 2 years old. After being warned that the car seat was a little hot.

'Daddy, how many whoppers are there in those tall trees?' After waking up in the car while driving through Calaveras Big Trees and hearing daddy say, 'Wow, that's a whopper of a tree.'

When you have snowflakes in the clouds in the sky and you have mountains, you get snow. That's how it works.

I hope they get here soon. The kids are biting at the chomp.

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.