Revelry Reverie

I originally published this post on our internal leadership P2 here at Automattic in early December 2019. I’ve made some changes to reflect the broader audience. I decided to post this here at the prompting of one of the leads that I lead, because I am very susceptible to flattery. At Automattic we say that…

Somehow, we ran out of Albuterol yesterday and didn’t realize it. Around 11:00pm, I had finished up work and was getting ready to go to bed, only to find Grant in my bed. Wheezing. Badly. I went to get his nebulizer (we call it a woo-woo, like a train, but that’s not important to this…

Grant got sent home sick yesterday from daycare, which means he couldn’t go back today. He’s got a fever and a runny nose and a cough, and the worst case of the bossies I’ve ever seen. We have so far: played Legos, watched The Gruffalo’s Child, started the Lion King, read many stories, played with…

A soft-boiled egg, toast, and some large print crosswords.

My children have been begging for a long time that I get “rainbow hair,” and I’ve been putting them off. Until today.

Every now and then, I like to talk about abstract math concepts with my kids. I don’t have a background in mathematics or anything, but I do love having complex math concepts distilled and spoonfed to me. I find it soothing. I particularly like Numberphile videos. So, every now and then, the twins and I…

I am a Wait, But Why devotee, and this post really made me chuckle: It’s also weird that to us, the 2020s sounds like such a rad futuristic decade—and that’s how the 1920s seemed to people 100 years ago today. They were all used to the 19-teens, and suddenly they were like, “whoa cool we’re…

Henry and Grant in the Reilly Center, watching the Olean Huskies.

This is her “I’m being forced to smile and look at the camera face.” Honestly, hat off to her. Nailed it.