It was a momentous year . . .
As 2008 began, Anders was about 75% baked. Little did we realize what we were getting ourselves into.
In late January, we flew out to Palm Springs for a babymoon weekend. The reason Sigrid chose Palm Springs was its proximity to the Salton Sea. Not too many women would say, hey, I'm pregnant; let's go visit a bizarre, accidental man-made sea that periodically spits out millions of dead fish! Sigrid, needless to say, is not your typical woman.
By the end of March, with Anders's due date just three days away, we were ready to meet the little guy. He had other ideas in mind.
Well, he didn't deign to join us on his due date. Or the next day, or even the next week. But on April 12, nine days past due, Anders finally said hello.
The next few weeks were a blur. Late nights, doctor's visits, and all that, yes, but what I mean is the mad scramble to get Anders a passport, so that we could go to Niya and Kofi's wedding, in Victoria, on May 10th.
In June, I said goodbye to 4½ years as a Google lawyer, and said hello (again) to the non-profit world, taking a job with the Electronic Frontier Foundation as a Senior Staff Attorney. Instead of a 90ish minute commute via the Google shuttle, I was riding my bike to the Mission.
June, July, and August flew by, and in September, we bought a new house! It's a 1915 beauty in Noe Valley, and we love it.
. . . oh, and we also got out for a now-rare adult-night-out to see the Milk premiere. Very moving stuff.
In November, we elected a new president (by "we" I mean the whole country, though Sigrid and I did help). Yay!
(Photo: David Katz/Obama for America)
Anders was so excited about Obama, that he learned to crawl.
Since then, it's just been more, more, more. And now, Anders will wave bye-bye to 2008.