A day late but...

Happy Most Dreadful of Days, as Mike so eloquently phrased it.

Dahh-lingks, I know I am, how you say, faaahhbulous...


But, please, I must haf some privacy.


And, just for fun: mmmm, organic wheat no-refined-sugar teething biscuit.


Autumn had her nine month checkup yesterday. She appears to be doing well and is developing right on schedule. At not quite 27 inches and just over 16 pounds, she's a little on the small side which I'm guessing is a huge shock to everyone. :)

Women are cruel

Ladies, please don't ever do anything like this to your man. Unless you're just very angry at him and want him to get picked on for an entire week by his coworkers.


It even plays a couple of love songs. Poor guy.....

Things I'm learning NOT to do

So I got this pretty funny email from my buddy Eric the other day with all these warning pics of things you shouldn't do with your baby. Kind of like warning labels for parents. I wanted to post some pics of them here but they're from a book this couple made and I wouldn't feel right stealing from their work. (And I couldn't separate the pics out for some dumb reason...)

Anyway it reminded me of this time Autumn was being fussy and I couldn't find her pacifier so I did what any male would do (besides ignore her). I gave her the closest object I had at hand...