So, Rob works all day to keep this little family going, monetarily. He comes home, helps put the little one to bed, then goes back to work until the wee small hours. I don’t know how he lives on such little sleep, since I need eight hours to even form a complete sentence. (Don’t expect to carry on a conversation with me after April 22nd.) But he manages to get by, and to accomplish some amazing things. First of all, he’s getting a promotion, which actually means more web/computer-geek fun for him. Also, he recently led his team at work to win a competition to see who could build the best disability-friendly website for a nonprofit in one day. Then he ran in the Race for the Cure. Next he won the AustinMama.com Haiku contest. The theme this time was about Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events. He whipped up this four part masterpiece in about 10 minutes:
Violet, Klaus, Sunny:
Each new day worse than the last;
They deserve better.
But Olaf has been
Unrelenting in efforts
To do them all in.
Through twelve installments
We’ve followed the Baudelaires
hoping for hope, but…
A word which here means, “we fear
That this won’t end well.”
And as if that weren’t enough, this morning I found out he wrote to Delta Airlines condoning their decision to kick a nursing mom and her child off their flight.
My husband: stellar father, paragon of work ethics, activist, web genius, team leader, athlete, poet, musician.
He’ll probably need all of these talents during our plane ride to Oregon tomorrow. (Let’s just hope it’s not a repeat of the last time.)