But he always has science on the brain. There's no escaping that.
We had company, which we always love. Love love. Taylor's mom and sister came to visit, bringing along one small person of 6 months and her delicious baby rolls.
She just couldn't get enough of Taylor singing "Thunder, thunder...thunder Cats!" to her as he'd bounce her mostly naked body around. I'm telling you people, he couldn't get enough of that baby. He's nearly 30 now, a changed man.
And she couldn't get enough of her momma's face.
She has these cheeks that are just remarkable. Many times I thought to myself- Self, when did you turn into the creepy aunt that can't stop pinching cheeks?
I proceeded to pinch said delicious cheeks, as had become my regular habit, when Taylor joins in. Rather than saying something normal like, "She's like a squirrel storing food in there" he says:
"She's got to be storing data in there."
Science on the brain.