Isabel and I had fun getting ready for the party. She kept asking to help with painting the various things I was painting. I kept trying to find time when Calvin was sleeping so that she and I could concentrate without his wild interjections of messy paint strokes. Finally, I gave up and let Calvin get in on the action with this rocking chair. About halfway through, covered with mustard yellow paint reminiscent of the color of his infant poop, I sent him off to take a nap with Dave, while Isabel and I attended to the finer details. Isabel insisted that there be some point of assymetry in the paintjob and so painted one of the knobs on the back left leg a differnt color from the right. This way, we won't have insulted any of the gods. Our joint efforts resulted in the drap black rocker looking like this: