Quinn woke me up from my much-needed sleep this morning. "Dad, I missed you! How was your meetings?"
"Dad, are you fooling? Is that his name?"
"Yes, that's his name. Yaakov. Different people have different sounding names. He's very nice. And I saw Schwern..."
"That kind of sounds funny too!"
"I remember that!"
"And there were people from all over the world. I had pizza last night with Adam from Australia, and José was from Portugal and I saw Karen from Ireland, and I saw Abigail and he came from the Netherlands in Europe."
"He's a man named Abigail? Why is he named Abigail?"
"Because that's his name. And I also saw my friend Barbie who is a man from England."
(This proves too much) "A man named BARBIE!?!?" (laughing, thinking of her own Barbie dolls.)
"Yup. And I saw my friend Allison and I found out she just moved to Africa. And there were a lot of people from all over the world that came to be in those three days of computer meetings. They seemed to like it. And I am very very glad to see all these people every year, but I did miss you, too, Shmoo, and I'm glad to be home."