Monday, May 9, 2011
My Son is Growing Up
My son is growing up. Here's what that has to do with genealogy:
On Friday I had to get up at 4:45am so I could drive my kid to school--all polished and perfect in his band uniform--to board a bus for a competition across the largest city in the universe at rush hour.
The plan back home was for me to do a little work until I felt tired, then catch up on some sleep. However, sleep never came. Instead I got a full day's work on the Little Book Project That Could. All the writing is done now. I'm just trying to locate and select artwork that fits the words. This takes a long time as I go through my own stuff and look for public domain images online.
Then on Saturday I had to get up at 5am in order to deliver my son to school by 6am. The band was going on an amusement park field trip to San Antonio. Knowing my son, he'd willingly wander off on his own during this adventure. Knowing me, I'd worry the whole day until he got home at 11pm.
With the house to myself and distraction needed, I worked on the Little Book Project That Could again. More photo selection, more editing, less distance between me and the finish line.
I got so much done this weekend. Mostly because my son is growing up and moving father out into the world. And working on genealogy is the cushion between me and that fact.