geek dads

I’m absurdly prejudiced in favour of geek fathers. My Dad’s one – he’s retired now, but he potters around the Murray River investigating irrigation and locks, just for fun. Jeremy’s Dad is another: when we went to the Parc Guell in Barcelona, he amused us inordinately by singing “Funiculi, funicula” in memory of the cable car that used to carry you up there.

Jeremy, perhaps needless to say, is a geek dad, as are Adrian, Bryan, Jonathan and Michael. Yesterday saw a further addition to the ranks. Opening gifts at the Sherman-Jaramillo baby shower, nj encountered a teething toy. He played with it thoughtfully for a moment, then said:

“Good. This will teach her about degrees of freedom.”

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