• High Chair

• Computer

• Uncle Jack

I’m working on an editing project.  Well, I’m re-working on an editing project:  things got garbled up, and I’m having to go over the stuff . . . again.  Sometimes when you’ve been working on the same foreverandeveramen, it gets a little old and potentially unbearable.

God bless my brother.  He’s taking me on a Season 1 Experience, giving me the first season dvds of five different tv series.  When you have a project that’s overwhelming, exhausting, eye-crossing, who do you call in?  That’s right:  Jack Bauer, a.k.a. Uncle Jack (a title bestowed upon all those who are vital to the function of our family – just like Uncle Bubba‘s former roommate Uncle Kyle, Auntie Rachael, Great-Gran Paula, etc.).
So, I bring the laptop downstairs, set up a tv tray, get a hot cup of coffee, and watch CTU Los Angeles do its thing.  JJ sits in his portable high chair, and we get business done.

Do I let my son watch “24″?  Yes.  In fact, it’s a family thing.  On Monday nights we all pile on the couch and watch Uncle Jack save America:  we’re patriotic – what can I say?

Is it a good thing?  Probably not.  But hopefully it’ll be like my brother and I watching every episode of “M*A*S*H” as little kids- when I asked Mom how she could do that, she said, “Did you know what was going on?”  No.  “Well, then.”

JJ likes us; JJ likes cuddling; JJ likes watching Uncle Jack:  how can we say no?  (And getting work done is nice, too.)

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