I've taken so many pictures of Jason by this point that he's pretty much over it. He often closes his eyes or turns away, or makes a face. One of the few scenarios in which I can consistently get a truly candid shot of him anymore is while he's watching TV—he's just too engrossed to notice. Takes after the old man that way.

This one was taken back in June. He looks different now, but his TV-watching face is the same.

Several times over the past few weeks, Juliette and I have been woken up in the wee hours of the morning by a small, slightly scared, slightly whiny voice telling us that he had a bad dream. At four in the morning we're usually pretty out of it, and as long as he's willing to go back to sleep we usually don't care if he's in his room. Thus, the above has become a somewhat common sight on the floor of our bedroom. The first few times this happened I'm sure he was telling the truth, but once he started showing up with an armload of pillows and blankets and stuffed animals, I'm pretty sure it had become an excuse. On the other hand, he usually sleeps past 7 on our floor, so I can't complain too much.

Eva wants to know where the heck her daily photos have been all week. Don't worry, Eva, we'll be back on track soon enough.

I've made a few more changes to the site layout, mainly in order to better accommodate mobile browsing. (For those of you who are into the design side of things, I've switched from my old static, fixed-width layout to a responsive layout, using the 1140 CSS Grid framework.) If you normally view the site on a large monitor, the differences should be fairly minor, but hopefully things will look better on small monitors and on phones.

As always, let me know if you encounter any problems. There are a few bugs I'm working out with the photo galleries—which are going to undergo a complete overhaul in the near future anyway—but apart from that everything should be working. One note: you may need to refresh your browser in order to properly load the new layout.

This is Jason's baby. His name is Deet. (I don't know why.) This was Eva's gift to her big brother upon the occasion of her birth. From what I can tell—and from what Jason tells me—Deet appears to be a nudist. (I don't know why.)

There were some surprisingly resilient blue bubbles at a birthday party we went to this weekend.

On Sunday, Juliette and Jason made some chocolate-chip-banana-apple-carrot-spinach bread. You wouldn't know it from the name, but it was actually quite tasty.

My baby, pushing her baby.

This is a picture of my baby girl with a mustache. That is all.

I remember doing this when I was Jason's age, falling asleep in the middle of a party, under a table or in a corner, waking up only when it was time to go.

Actually, I remember doing that in college, too, but I guess that's a different story.