Linux, musical road-dogging, and daily life by Paul W. Frields
Oh, snaps.

Oh, snaps.

I realized that I didn’t really include any shots from Christmastime here, so let me take care of that problem. This first one was completely unstaged, right before coming downstairs:

Revolting, isn’t it? I wish this was a one-time occurrence and they could just beat each other up like normal kids, but NOOOO. They have to love each other, and all that yucky stuff. Here’s about 120 seconds after the kids get downstairs:

Proof’s in the pudding, the XO rocks hard! And fortunately Daddy’s always on call when the need arises:

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