Lessons From a Father.

I know there are loads of things Alexandra will pick up from Todd rather than from me. Making primitive fire. Patience. Basic Math. Todd has his strong suits and I have mine, and luckily there are quite a few that we do not share, which helps to expand the spectrum of expertise with which we can help to broaden Alex's mind.

And then there's this.

I know it's blurry, because this crazy exchange between father and daughter was fleeting, and was of course underway while I started clearing dishes from the table on one Sunday. Todd was teaching Alexandra how to...

I don't know? Fend off another species of animal from a fresh kill on the serengeti? Sharpen one's fangs on a lambchop bone? Just, I don't know, being a carnivorous badass?

Whatever it was, she learned it well.  I cannot WAIT for her future boyfriends to read the archives of this blog.