November 2010 is nearing it's end and my son is nearly 11 months old. He is an impressively beautiful child to me. He gets around well, crawls pretty quickly when he wants to and walks fairly confidently for certain distances.
(At Great Grandma's house for Thanksgiving.)
A list of November, 2010, experiences to wrap this up: I have now begun a new phase in my vice principal career in which I conduct teacher observations and evaluations. An interesting experience in itself. I have separated two girl students who were very unhappy with each other. I have realized, yet again, that I simply do not know instantly or with confidence how to help certain students succeed and I am forced in such cases to rack my brain looking for the "best" option instead of the "right" option of which I am simply unaware (I have much to learn). I have lusted after a car again. This is a feeling, when applied to machinery, that I generally experience with motorcycles. I have test ridden the Can-Am Spyder three wheeled "motorcycle" in the rain with Don and Nathan at the annual International Motorcycle Show in San Mateo. I have begun seeing a counselor again to help me continue to address my anxiety issues. This for the sake of a good life, to continue progress in preventing panic episodes, and as a precautionary system to have in place to help me deal with any worries in the months before our second child is born. Sometimes I think I am doing just fine and great working through my anxiety issues on my own and with certain people to go to. Other times, like after seeing a counselor again this month, I am reminded of how much stress I carry with me even through my good life and how I could really use the help learning to process the stress. I have just spent four excellent days with my wife and baby for the extended holiday weekend. I have visited, conversed with, enjoyed, and watched my son play with lots of family, friends, a kitten, and two puppies. I have enjoyed the cold and getting warm. I have appreciated the rain from a covered patio. I have snuggled with my Enzo. I been loved by my wife.
(Art in a headlamp...)
(Don getting off of the Can-Am Spyder in the rain.)