Archive for the ‘Baby’ Category
Who wouldn’t be scared of Santa?
Ah Christmas season, when we ritually subject our children to searing memories of decrepit, pseudo-jolly porkers in bright red costumes. It’s a wonder any child survives this stage of life whole and sane. Here’s a site celebrating the terror of our offspring, delighting in the suffering of our spawn. I can’t say I’d be any [...]
That’s no spring roll
From the mouths of babes gems do come. That is proven to me time and again on a near daily basis by Julia who, at 3 and a half, has answers to all of life’s complex questions. Potty training proceeds apace. At this point it feels like this is a process that started at my own [...]
Julia gems
Scene #1 Julia, Cat and I are in the kitchen. Julia notices the box of donuts on the counter. She knows how many are left. Julia: (standing on tiptoes) Papa, look: donuts. Me: I see the donuts, sweetie. They look yummy. Julia: Papa? Me: Yes? [...]
Who knew it wasn’t merely hyperbole?
You’ve likely heard your mom say it at some point. I know Cat and I heard it many times in our years together from various people. We mostly relegated it to the “eh, over exaggeration” category and moved on. But it’s absolutely, one hundred percent true. What is? Enjoy your child while it lasts. Everything moves [...]
Put in my place
Few things are quite as humorous as being upbraided by your toddler. Your mom was good at it, your wife is likely supremely talented at this act, but when your 3 year old daughter witnesses some foul-up, cocks her little head just so and, shaking her head gently, pipes “oh Papa, you made a big [...]
Mascara always wins
Continuing in the Julia picture theme I had to share this occurrence from this morning. In the epic battle between Baby and Mascara, Mascara usually comes out on top. Innocent bystanders fared no better as the beloved Piglet (”Pitty” in Julia parlance and something, like “frog”, that we absolutely refuse to correct) received some collateral [...]
Little Red Riding Hood
This isn’t the most current picture but I love it anyway. We’d just finished having lunch with Grandma and I was jonesing to take some pictures. Julia was quite content to oblige. Click for a larger version.
Sometimes being a parent is heartbreaking
We have it quite lucky, I know and appreciate that. I don’t live in a place where people are car-bombed daily, my daughter has her pick of food, and I can provide for my family. Any of this can change at any time, of course, but that’s not the gist of this little missive. My [...]
