There are munchkins outside my window at work while I’m in the midst of trying to tie together concepts from about 5 different disciplines, alas. They peer at me through the glass, make hand motions, jump up and down, yell, scream, act all happy and child-like. But the munchkins, who are students of the Central Institute for the Deaf, are having a wonderful time- let me not be a grinch- I was once a munchkin myself! Here’s munchkin me in tub and suspenders, my younger sister and brother in the kitchen pictures- this was a theme, the play with my sister in her high chair. With thanks to my father, who took many many photos when we were little, and let me help develop them, too.