(coy boy)Dear Friends and Family,
A brief letter to let you know we are alive, in the sense that zombies and other undead are alive, despite being sleep deprived. And we are well, in the sense of not being sick.
Hinke has worked a few days at her new job, Zephyr has received a professional haircut.
Zola has achieved quite a few milestones _ she's really growing like cabbage, and I'm enjoying the time I spend with her more and more.
(zooitje)Life is circling viciously around me. I feel like I wake up in the morning, race to help Hinke (and often fail due to work obligations), then race to work, then race back, then attempt to complete all my various communications and projects in the late hours of the evening after Hinke wisely goes to bed.
And then it begins again with Zephyr's morning wail (or Zola's early hours crying).
But happiness reigns. We're having a lot of fun when we stop to think of it.
Zephyr: enjoying being read to, but starting to whine and now capable of being intensely annoying when giddy.
Zola: laughing and gumming our faces and cheeks. She has a habit of gyrating her hips wildly whenever the diaper comes off. We think, reveling in the freedom of nakedness.
(Zoey)And so it goes. A few decent AP stories from my hand lately and a few setbacks, notably a piece about the architect Rem Koolhaas that was brutally spiked by philistines on the desk.
Our office has been lightened up by the presence of Anjuli Deb, whose name some of you will probably recognize: she's Sidart Deb's little sister. We hope Sidart comes up from Paris to visit us all with his wife Celine and son Sacha later this summer.
Anjuli is now at my Alma-Ungraduated-Mater, UCB's School of Journalism, and she's doing a summer internship with us. Unpaid, unfortunately, which is not fair.
But of course it's good experience. She's been here a little over a month and has already had a couple of good stories some of you may have seen: one on the brain of the oldest woman in the world that was dissected here, and another on a Rembrandt that was marketed for $1500, sold for $1.5 million and is probably worth 20 times that much.
We're all super-excited now for our big trip to the U.S. We leave Saturday, so please: any last minute addendums, comments or requests to meet up, please let me know. Looking forward to a week of madness with the kids, and then a little R&R at Pajaro Dunes. I may be sniffing around a job or two in the Bay Area while I'm there...
Love and all that,
Toby
Next: Cousin Camp!
