That's what Tristram says when he strikes this pose. By "sad," though, he mainly seems to mean bored. In the last couple of weeks, he's dropped that one; now the emotion of choice that he's exploring is fear. He loves to pretend to be scared of things, and in the last few days has proclaimed everything from a squirrel to our refrigerator to be a "really scary monster."
Today is an exciting day for me--I get to start wearing contacts instead of glasses again! My lenses got stolen in the theft on the move out here, and I couldn't get an optometry appointment till today. So I will go get air puffed in my eyes and so forth, and come out with a shiny new prescription and corrective lenses that can't be grabbed off my face by grubby toddler hands, won't bounce around in that infuriating manner if I try to run, don't have wire frames that try to freeze my ears when I go outside, and don't get blurred up with eyebrow sweat. In short, life will be more comfortable and convenient, and it might even be the tipping point to get me to start working out again (see the no bouncing vision and no eyebrow-sweat-obscured vision, above).
My other new obsession is that I want a house. Namely, this one. 4-bedroom split-level ranch on 10 acres, close to work, just gorgeous and an unbelievable deal. However good of a deal it may be, though, it's just not something we can afford at the moment. It seems like the steal of a lifetime ($289,000), and like someplace we could actually be happy living for as long as I can foresee--I mean, it achieves Jonathan's goal of no visible neighbors in one fell swoop and puts me close to work, while also giving Tristram both all the woods he could want to play in and membership in one of the best school districts in the Midwest. But alas. I'm trying to take stumbling on this one as a good sign that, when we are ready to buy (i.e., have two incomes), we will be able to find other great deals around here. But I suspect I may still be sighing over this one in twenty years. Oh, and did I mention the built-in floor-to-ceiling bookcases?