Saturday, January 30, 2010
Baby Vs. Dog
So apparently an altercation arose when it became clear that all of the baby's toys look EXACTLY like all the dog's toys (albeit the baby's are newer, sans teeth marks).
This issue was resolved with the aid of a mediator and a handful of bacon flavored treats.
This issue was resolved with the aid of a mediator and a handful of bacon flavored treats.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
and now a word from our sponser
Oliver prefers HUGGIES.
Because the only thing better than not peeing through them, is the cool space-age crystals that the diaper interior morphs your pee into.
Tummy Time
Tummy time is a pediatrician recommended excercise in which you place your infant on his stomach for five minutes each day and listen to them scream hystarically.
This activity is supposed to strengthen their neck muscles as well as the parents ability to withstand sustained periods of piercing high frequency crying.
Thanks Dr. Sears, we only want the best.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Poop Poop Everywhere
Monday, January 4, 2010
Watch your back
There is nothing about caring for a newborn that does not hurt your back. I never anticipated how sore my back would be during these first few weeks. I wish someone had given me a heads up that dads should be in prenatal yoga too. This is really the only piece of advice I would pass on. Watch your back.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
First off, a sincere thank you to Andrea "Auschwitz" Schuetz and Matthew "MVP" Poisson for initiating this domain.
I'm excited to be joining the blogosphere and leaving my facebook status updates available for more appropriate uses, like actual live updates rather than dispatches of my dissatisfaction with the world and the people in it.
Thank you both.
PS.
... and Masha, thanks for listening.
I'm excited to be joining the blogosphere and leaving my facebook status updates available for more appropriate uses, like actual live updates rather than dispatches of my dissatisfaction with the world and the people in it.
Thank you both.
PS.
... and Masha, thanks for listening.
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