Random Brain Dump

The Planetarium @ De Anza College is putting on a laser light show this month. It has been ages since the last time I caught a laser show so I figured it would be fun for the family. But Suzanne felt like going to bed early with Allison, so I took Katelyn with me to catch the 8:30 show. It was Katelyn’s first laser light show. She was excited about it and, the whole day, she kept reminding me that I had promised to take her.

The sound system was great, I enjoyed the music; but the laser show wasn’t as impressive as I had imagined. The whole show felt so 80’ish, I can almost swear that some of the sequences were the same I saw years ago. For example, the star wars dog-fight sequence that seemed awefully familiar to me. Even the music was mostly 80’s (they were playing Major Tom for example). Space was the theme of the show.

Katelyn was enjoying the show at first but the show lasts a bit too long for her. She got antsy and lost interest in the end. She particularly like some of the sequences with space and animal characters. The show ended on a high note with a very entertaining sequence about the Milky Way galaxy. The song was pretty cool (it sounds like one of those funny Monty Python’s). I should’ve brought my camera. A slow exposure of the laser light dancing might be very interesting.

All in all, it was a fun evening outing for just daughter and father.

This past weekend we had a little party to celebrate Allison’s 2nd birthday. We had a clown coming over to put a show to entertain the kids. It was great fun.

Last Tue 8/30 was Katelyn’s first day of school (pre-school, actually). All week long, Suzanne & I have been telling her about her new school. The day before, her grandpa & I brought her to the school orientation with us. She was happily playing and exploring her classroom. So on her first day of school, she was actually happy and excited– dressed up and excitedly posing for pictures.

When we got to school and I handed her over to her teacher Ms. Bina, she was okay. Until, her daddy made big deal of it– gave her hugs and made her posing for pictures, she finally realized that I wouldn’t be there with her. And she began to cry. I walked her into the classroom and then quickly left (kicked out by the teacher was more like it).

I felt a weird mix of feelings as I drove back to work– awful, guilty and proud all at the same time. My baby’s fist school day. Wow…