... snapping way too many days of cold weather. Laughable as it might be but when it drops below 70F most Angelenos freak out about the weather. So when its been in the mid-50s for the past 2 weeks we've literally been crying about the cold!
Today though, the sun finally came back from vacation and warmed us up a little.
We've been miserable without you around. Welcome back.
I got a sneak-peek of my 6-year old in her 1st Grade classroom during a music break, after we returned from their class field-trip. Yes I did chaperone - something I hadnt done since my 3rd Grader was in 1st Grade. Blame it on work.
But anyways, what I did see was her losing herself in what is evidently one of her favorite parts of her school day. I'll let the video do the rest.
If you hadnt guessed yet, she's the one in the white tee and jeans on the left of the screen, that cant sit down more than 30 seconds !
At 8 years old, I never had a conversation with my father about his work - about what he did or how he did it. Nor at 18 years old, 28, or even now. All I new then was that he worked in an office. He had a driver pick him up to take him to office and drop him home again, and a couple of other places. Occasionally, a flag would be placed at the front of the car. And every about 3 years, maybe a little more, we'd pack up and move some place else because of his job. I grew up to know what he did, but he never told me himself. I never knew, matter of fact, I still dont know, what he loved about his job, or what he hated about it. I didn't know if what he did benefited other people and in which way if it did at all.
Tonight at bed time, my 8 year old asked me about my job, and what exactly I do and how I do it. We spent close to 2 hours talking. At the beginning the concepts of network engineering and architecture didn't make sense, but it slowly started coming together as we talked.
She wanted to start configuring routers, and have me explain Cisco configuration syntax, and how that makes the Internet work. She wanted to start tracing network cables to switches, and know more about how this firewall thingie burns naughty packets that try to cross network boundaries. And how does information fly from the laptop or iPad wirelessly to our wireless router to get to the Internet.
We had such a wonderful conversation that suddenly opened up an amazing world that she wanted to learn all about there and then. But it was way past her bed time. I'd peaked her curiosity enough for her to maybe want to take "Scripting for Kiddies" classes - we missed the last sign-up, but another class will come round again.
Before going to bed, she asked if I can take her to one of my clients so she can see all these things. To my clients, not likely, but I got plenty of colleagues who work in an enterprise environment, instead of a consulting environment, that would be happy to have me bring her around for a data center walk-through.