Anyone who sees us on a regular basis knows that Greg and I are hoarders of data and will investigate any problem from 872 angles. Some good friends of ours recently bought a new car without even mentioning to us that this was in the works. When we buy a car, we test drive and test drive again. Greg makes Excel spreadsheets with car dimensions (really) and mpg ratings, and about 11 months and 124 conversations later, we buy a car.
A while back, I read and loved “When Breath Becomes Air,” a memoir written by a neurosurgeon with terminal lung cancer. This week, Greg told me that he had seen an article about the author’s widow, Lucy Kalanithi (who is also super accomplished).
Last year, I resolved to yell less at my children and to find a job. I’ve mostly succeeded in reducing my yelling. Henry has aided this process by becoming a pretty serious shouter, so now I am constantly aware of the need to model an inside voice for him.