11 haiku of a Friday in December.

Hacker.

A boy at the screen
17 months old, watching,
grins, clicks keyboard hard.

Variance.

The day’s bright palette :
gray with dashes of yellow.
infinite wind scream.

So fast.

Almost four, intent
on dressing himself, solo,
this is a process.

Whatever’s easier.

I will make tofu,
waffles, omelettes, hash browns!
or…cold cereal.

RTJ.

I try to be good.
And not listen to hip hop
when with kids. Oh no!

Ages.

The One wants the Ten.
the Three wants to do school work.
Thirteen impatient.

=

Gary Larson, King.

They sit on his lap
He reads The Far Side to them
They laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh.

Boss for today.

She wrestles her bros
She makes them tough, she goes hard
She will meet her match.

Test.

I give weekly quiz.
For Olders, but all join in
They’re not bench players.

Gratitude.

We pray before food
Because we can, and we have,
’Thanks’ is important.

Into the woods.

I built a big swing
In the woods, it’s not well made,
but they swing real big.