day 2: Sunday
my first father's day. my kid is pretty incredible. she's in the 92nd percentile for height, weight, and cranium size. women at the grocery store talk about her in their native language, which i figured out bc of the limited spanish i can understand. she looks like a boy when in blue, has no identifiable ethnic features, i am telling you that it is so strange the wide range of people that she just draws in.

like stars, with their enormous mass distorting space-time and causing other bodies to be irresistably drawn. like a tractor beam towing your starship to wherever she feels like. i'm telling you, resistance is futile.

she also can sit on her own almost indefinitely, once you sit her up. considering just 6 months ago she couldn't even support her own head and weighed about 1/4th of her current weight... well, anyway, i'm not telling you anything you don't already know if you've had a kid of your own. naturally, no one has a kid as cool as mine, but still.

i'm getting force premonitions about this one. the force is strong in this one.