The fun is in the Cam---it's in there. . .
The boys are a bit under the weather, Lemur and Bear.
Apparently there’s something going around rampant. Two boys from the carpool are sick as well as two of the pastor’s kids that my boys run around with. So I’m pounding the vitamin C and the echinacea.
I came home last night and no sooner had a walked in the door than Bear got sick in a bucket. Whenever our kids have a tummy bug they get assigned a stainless steel pot from old cookware to carry around all the time. Keep it off the carpet, that’s our motto. Or at least our ideal plan, which we try to stick to as best as events allow. So, as the wife went out the door, finally able to do much needed grocery shopping, I walked around emptying buckets and compulsively spraying bathroom surfaces with Clorox and washing my hands every two minutes.
The mom had the boys on their blankets where they languished watching a “making of the Grinch” special. I’m sure that watching my two sick boys while images from that annual special flashed in the periphery of my vision will taint that show for me for all time, but these are the things of which memories are made.
Eventually, the little Bear got up off the floor and wandered to his room, dad trotting after him in a panic, carrying his bucket. But he wasn’t bolting to the bathroom to get sick again, like I thought. He had just had enough, and so I watched as he walked to his bedroom and tucked himself in bed. I pulled his covers up, put the bucket beside him and covered the floor beside the bed with other blankets. I went back into the living room to get his pillow, and by the time I was back to put it under his head, he was asleep.
Lemur didn’t stay awake for much longer, but while he did he quietly watched a PBS program on ants and mosquitoes in the Amazon during flood season. I was switching channels and he had me stop on that.
When both boys were finally tucked snug in their beds, I got down to the real business of the evening. Installing the webcam that all the employees at where I work had received as a holiday gift! It was very nice. Logitech Communicator SX.
I got it working with some shareware patches because they’re made for PC (silly Logitech, get with it---cross platform isn’t brain surgery). And as I pulled up the functioning camera window in both iChat (which links to AOL’s Instant Messenger) and Skype I realized. . .I have no one to talk to.
Sigh. I’m not home enough to cultivate any chat friends, especially ones with webcams. The bloggosphere's time shifted conversations work much better for me, I just wasn't prepared for the realtime stuff. When I typed in a search for webcam meet up sites, I did get a lot of links, but the ones that came up are not stuff that I’m into (if you know what I mean).
After Kitten got home from performing in an evening of student directed scenes at school (that I couldn’t attend because she didn’t tell me in time to get the evening off---sigh again), I shut down and went to bed.
Our friends in Iowa (that came down for my daughter’s birthday and took the photos of her party) do have a webcam and have wanted us to get one for some time. We even made a Christmas gift selection via their webcam. The Mr. brought in Godzilla plushies from his comic book shop and showed them to us on the cam so we could pick the one we wanted to buy for Bear. That would have to qualify as one of the most unique purchasing experiences to date. The funny thing is that they had wanted us to get one so bad, that they had bought us one which they were going to surprise us with for Christmas. My wife remarked to them on chat the other day that I would be bringing one home . The response came back, “oh no”.
So anyway, our destiny to have a webcam is now fulfilled, and the wife is home right now on it with the Mrs. in Iowa. Did you get that? She home playing with a new computer toy that I’m not able to use yet.
There’s a switch for ya.
Update: Apparently the Bear thinks this is the greatest thing he's ever seen. He was waking by the computer as mom was on and noticed his own face. Giggles and goofy expressions followed. And the Lemur is getting into the act too. I guess he kicked mom off the chat with the Mrs. from Iowa and started to try typing chat to her. It's his first hunt and peck online IM conversation.
I have a feeling it's going to get harder and harder to get a minute on that machine.
We'll just have to be extra vigilant that the young ones are covered after their baths, and not doing the streak to the bedroom as they have been known to do. Gotta keep this thing G rated, after all.
Apparently there’s something going around rampant. Two boys from the carpool are sick as well as two of the pastor’s kids that my boys run around with. So I’m pounding the vitamin C and the echinacea.
I came home last night and no sooner had a walked in the door than Bear got sick in a bucket. Whenever our kids have a tummy bug they get assigned a stainless steel pot from old cookware to carry around all the time. Keep it off the carpet, that’s our motto. Or at least our ideal plan, which we try to stick to as best as events allow. So, as the wife went out the door, finally able to do much needed grocery shopping, I walked around emptying buckets and compulsively spraying bathroom surfaces with Clorox and washing my hands every two minutes.
The mom had the boys on their blankets where they languished watching a “making of the Grinch” special. I’m sure that watching my two sick boys while images from that annual special flashed in the periphery of my vision will taint that show for me for all time, but these are the things of which memories are made.
Eventually, the little Bear got up off the floor and wandered to his room, dad trotting after him in a panic, carrying his bucket. But he wasn’t bolting to the bathroom to get sick again, like I thought. He had just had enough, and so I watched as he walked to his bedroom and tucked himself in bed. I pulled his covers up, put the bucket beside him and covered the floor beside the bed with other blankets. I went back into the living room to get his pillow, and by the time I was back to put it under his head, he was asleep.
Lemur didn’t stay awake for much longer, but while he did he quietly watched a PBS program on ants and mosquitoes in the Amazon during flood season. I was switching channels and he had me stop on that.
When both boys were finally tucked snug in their beds, I got down to the real business of the evening. Installing the webcam that all the employees at where I work had received as a holiday gift! It was very nice. Logitech Communicator SX.
I got it working with some shareware patches because they’re made for PC (silly Logitech, get with it---cross platform isn’t brain surgery). And as I pulled up the functioning camera window in both iChat (which links to AOL’s Instant Messenger) and Skype I realized. . .I have no one to talk to.
Sigh. I’m not home enough to cultivate any chat friends, especially ones with webcams. The bloggosphere's time shifted conversations work much better for me, I just wasn't prepared for the realtime stuff. When I typed in a search for webcam meet up sites, I did get a lot of links, but the ones that came up are not stuff that I’m into (if you know what I mean).
After Kitten got home from performing in an evening of student directed scenes at school (that I couldn’t attend because she didn’t tell me in time to get the evening off---sigh again), I shut down and went to bed.
Our friends in Iowa (that came down for my daughter’s birthday and took the photos of her party) do have a webcam and have wanted us to get one for some time. We even made a Christmas gift selection via their webcam. The Mr. brought in Godzilla plushies from his comic book shop and showed them to us on the cam so we could pick the one we wanted to buy for Bear. That would have to qualify as one of the most unique purchasing experiences to date. The funny thing is that they had wanted us to get one so bad, that they had bought us one which they were going to surprise us with for Christmas. My wife remarked to them on chat the other day that I would be bringing one home . The response came back, “oh no”.
So anyway, our destiny to have a webcam is now fulfilled, and the wife is home right now on it with the Mrs. in Iowa. Did you get that? She home playing with a new computer toy that I’m not able to use yet.
There’s a switch for ya.
Update: Apparently the Bear thinks this is the greatest thing he's ever seen. He was waking by the computer as mom was on and noticed his own face. Giggles and goofy expressions followed. And the Lemur is getting into the act too. I guess he kicked mom off the chat with the Mrs. from Iowa and started to try typing chat to her. It's his first hunt and peck online IM conversation.
I have a feeling it's going to get harder and harder to get a minute on that machine.
We'll just have to be extra vigilant that the young ones are covered after their baths, and not doing the streak to the bedroom as they have been known to do. Gotta keep this thing G rated, after all.
posted by Will at 11:15 AM
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