Happy Birthday, again, America. Whatever faults remain, even 237 years later, and whatever new wrinkles you might now countenance, you remain the globe’s shining symbol of hope. And your flag, that enduring icon of freedom, waves proudly still.
A cubing tribute to your Stars and Stripes:
I wrote a while back about my older son exploring the cube. Well, when my 20-month-old saw me filming the Megaminx walk-through yesterday (on the eve of Fathers’ Day), he wanted in on the act, too.
He rejected the technique in my tutorial as inefficient, and devised his own way of solving the Megaminx: Drop it. Watch pieces fly off. Put it back together. Repeat.
To all the dads out there doing all the things dads do, and to my boys and wife who make this a very meaningful day for me, HAPPY FATHERS’ DAY!
My wife rocks.
Awesome birthday cake (interpreted … um … interestingly by the bakery)!
On this day, 236 years ago, King George III of England famously (and perhaps apocryphally) wrote in his diary, “Nothing of importance this day.” News spread more slowly then….
We celebrated my birthday a bit early this year. Wifey surprised me with this clever cake:
She rocks. (And, no, she doesn’t call me “Daddy.” It’s meant to be from my boys….)