Otherwise known as the FD+ORS. Beta-tested on the lil’ monkey, now polished to near-perfection with the peanut. [Caveat: this FD+ORS is applicable during the series of weeks/months between when the kiddle starts to eat spoon-delivered solids, and when said kiddle can reasonably direct spoon to food, then to face. Their face.]
This FD+ORS [...]

Let me count the ways.

‘Cause Baba does have a thing about schmutz on the fingers. Only the true love of a bairn would get me this be-schmutzed. Dirt, of course, is another thing entirely and more than welcome. (My thanks to Elizabeth Barrett Browning for the loaner.)
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The lil’ peanut followed in his sister’s footsteps yesterday at the Fourth of July BBQ chez DadDad’s retirement community, smiling brilliantly in the face of whosomever looked at him and charming ‘em by the baker’s dozen. The ladies, they couldn’t get enough of him.
He’s taking after his namesake, to whom the gals rush [...]

As seen on the tot lot playground.
The other day, at our neighborhood tot lot, a dad was pushing his toddlerish child in the swing next to me and the lil’ monkey, who, per usual, was heading into her second hour in the saddle, showing no signs of fatigue, though her lower extremities must surely have [...]

The world is so full of a number of things,

I’m sure we should all be

as happy as kings.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child’s Garden of Verses
O, I was going to write about how we’re in the weeds here, as they say in the restaurant business. And with a performing artist in the [...]

I’m sick, the baby’s sick, the dog’s sick. It looks like the toddler’s en route to getting sick with what I’m trying to kick, which I have because she gave it to me months ago. But worst of all, the computer’s sick! The horror, the horror! ‘Til it’s well again, I’ve [...]

Three weeks old tonight.
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The Know-It-All-Brother-In-Law saw a resemblance to Winston Churchill.
A stretch? You be the judge.
I am so thrilled that so many of youse were happy to jump aboard the Newborn Madness bandwagon with me and hazard a guess as to how many pictures I could possibly have taken in a twenty minute span of the little [...]