The Answer, in Python

import string

def next_letter(index):

  letters = string.punctuation + string.ascii_lowercase + string.digits

  return letters[index]

def main():

  response = ""

  index = 0

  orders = "36,13,-9,-6,8,8,-4,-1,9,-18,-3,17,-10,11,-15,\
-23,21,12,-2,-30,18,22,-18,14,-4,-2,-8"

  orderArray = orders.split(',')

  for order in orderArray:

    index = index + int(order)

    response += next_letter(index)

  print (response)

if __name__ == "__main__":

  main()

Scarface

At 12:48pm today, Zeke sustained his first significant head injury.

Just look at that ugly mug. That's a peanut butter smear on his face near the mouth, but it's the freshest shot of his growing black eye.

We were in my bedroom thinking about which park to go to, and Zeke was playing with his neato toy shopping cart. He thinks he's a climber so he climbed into the shopping cart, which he often does so he can whimper until he convinces someone to push him around the room for a bit. So he's in the toy cart but he's not positioned the way he wants and he keeps fidgeting. I'm sitting on my bed watching everything, maybe three feet away. I saw the cart start to lean forward and I heard the thud as Zeke's face, specifically his eye, landed square on the corner of my nightstand. Awesome Ikea particle board.

(The offending nightstand corner, now protectively taped by Mike.)

After 20 minutes of crying and several unsuccessful attempts at wiping away the blood and icing the impact, I convinced him to calm down by taking him outside, giving him a binki, fruit snacks, and turning on the garden hose.

The doctor said there will be a small scar under his eye, but the wound is very neat and was sealing itself very well. She put this piece of tape on the two gashes and told us to leave it there until it fell off on its own. That's it.

Now we just have to think of an awesome story to tell everyone at church.

Everybody Out!

We keep several friends in Zeke's crib, to keep him company during naps and in the night. He sleeps with the Dinosaur,

Snowman, Poohbear, Smurf and Piggy. Of these, Poohbear is the most loved and Piggy is frequently pushed into a corner and forgotten.
Somedays Zeke has trouble falling asleep. His communication is limited, so he tells me how upset he is by throwing everything out of his crib, including the binkies. See below:

I've told him repeatedly that this is counterproductive - he has even more trouble falling asleep when the binkies and Poohbear are out of reach - but he persists. The new fear is that one day he'll decide to go after them.