In the fourth row, I-daughter says, "I'm dancing like grandpa . . . I'm the one in red and white (maybe even with him? Hard to tell in this crowd) . . ." And L1 is "Cooking like grandpa" (mmm . . . waffles).
Oh, man, I have so many pictures that I realized I forgot to stick this one in the collage, so I'll add it now: my niece is doin' her thumb like Grandpa.
Happy birthday, Dad!
I continue to plug away at my teaching and also to re-sanguinate slowly, hoping that my hemoglobin levels will return to adequate by the time the snow melts, my classes end, and I can throw myself into training again. I got to tell my students a very groan-worthy calculus joke (What's the antiderivative of 1 over cabin, d cabin? It's "houseboat"! Because it's log cabin + C . . . ). I love that joke because it's so goofy, but it does remind my students about the "+C" that they so often otherwise forget. I didn't give any quizzes this week, so I didn't have any cheating. So, yay?!?
N-son is still down with L1, and my guy is still riding his bike all over the place, and so life is chugging along here. Our campus has changed its Covid Alert level from "High" to "Moderate", so I brought Prewash to campus to say hello to a few students in m class who are actually on campus, and it was nice for everyone involved to meet (outdoors, masked) in person, although I guess technically Prewash was "on line".
And that's the news from our family, which continues to be wealthy in our adventures. May you and yours be similarly prosperous.