Here We Go Random

Spent the weekend Easter egg hunting and drinking in the sunshine at the zoo.

Mr. Pants continues with his existential angst, moaning several times a day, "I don't want to die." It's unsettling, even for someone with a strong morbid bent. We tell him dispassionately, That's OK, no one wants to die, and You don't need to worry about that right now because you aren't going to die for a very very long time, and then we move on. I'd say he's too young to be so preoccupied by death, but I was similarly at that age (and often afterwards), so.

Also unsettling is his new habit of smearing poop all over the place after using the potty. Let's have a WOAH, TALK ABOUT OPPOSITE END OF THE SPECTRUM!! shall we? Two years old and younger, that's who's allowed to have this problem. With a four year old, it's just WRONG and we're having trouble figuring out how to deal with it. Big dramatic shows of parental shock and displeasure had no effect, so now we've revoked the "privilege" of pooping alone.

I'm thinking about adding some links I like to the blog sidebar. Do you ever check out sidebar links on blogs?

Finally hacked out another insidious problem in Cross It Off! Update coming in a week or so, I think. If you've run into weird problems after the app's been open for a while, I'm crossing my fingers that this is the last and final fix that will slay that dragon once and for all. They say free programming advice is worth every penny and... I relied on some free programming advice while implement caching of the header views. Having gotten my hands dirty since then, here's my bit of priceless programming advice: Never implement a cache without putting a hard limit on its size. No matter how sure you are that you know how these objects are being used and there will never be too many of them. Don't do it.

Do you ever wonder how people come up with new TV series ideas for kids? Mr. Pants's new favorite is pretty obvious: What do kids love? TRAINS! What else do kids love? DINOSAURS! Except that those two things go together about as well as herbed cream cheese and Nutella (Mr. Pants keeps requesting - and not receiving - this combo) so you'd think no studio executive would have ever signed off on the idea. But Dinosaur Train made it through at PBS and... it's remarkably good! Sweet, clever, educational... And probably the proximate cause of the aforementioned existential angst (the dino kids discover a much earlier fossilized dinosaur named "Fred"). Also possibly to blame for the poop problems...

(skip to the last minute or so if you just want the song. Yes, SONG.)