Monday, April 18, 2011

Public Service Announcement

Swim diapers do not contain The Wet.

That's right.

So even if you put one on your nine-month-old, underneath her pink polka dot bathing suit, that doesn't mean that the diaper will function like you might expect.

When, hypothetically speaking, you gather all your gear and your baby (who is happily guzzling eight ounces of formula) into the car and brave the rain so you can take your baby on her first ever visit to the indoor public pool, do not be lured into complacency.

And if, just for argument's sake, you get to the pool, feed the meter nine quarters, extract your baby from the car seat into the rain, and then realize that you forgot your ID so you can't go to the pool after all, don't expect the diaper to keep things dry and clean when you change plans and decide to go check out a thrift store in another part of town. Why would it? It's not like it says "diaper" on the package or anything.

Now you know.

If your baby is like mine though, she'll splash around in the bath that follows as if she were in the Caribbean, and then you'll wonder why you ever bothered with the swim diapers to begin with.

Friday, April 15, 2011


Up in the sky!
It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's . . .
A cell phone!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Alice and Ellie are good friends. They like to do the same things, like sit in the sunshine and bite plastic stuff.

Oh, hey, Ellie! You were so kind to bring all your toys to the park today! My mom didn't bring anything for me to play with so I was just playing with the zipper on her shirt and then with her nose. It was super boring!

Actually, rather than just enjoy your toy together for a little while here in the park, I'd like to take your toy right now, christen it with my drool, and then keep it forever. I'm sure you won't mind.

Yes, that toy right there. The crab. The one you're holding. I'd like to have it. Right now.

Don't mind me one bit. I'll just go ahead and reach right around and take it off your hands.

What's going on here, Ellie?! I've gone through all the customary steps to attain possession of the crab.  I've reached for it, crawled toward it, and made squealing noises to indicate that I want it.  Why am I not holding the crab!?

I see I'll have to be a bit more direct about this.

Thank you so much for the lovely gift. I am much obliged. I do appreciate your generosity. Now, about that spiky yellow ball behind you...

Sunday, April 3, 2011

It's been a while!

I can't believe I've been so remiss! All I can say is that we’ve been busy, and at least last week was recorded for posterity thanks to Grandma and Grandpa Jacobs!

Let’s see, my last report was that Alice possessed two teeth. She now has FOUR real live choppers and she knows how to use them. At first, the top two were just buds, and my attempts to photograph them resulted in some awkward/painful shots.

Now, however, those teeth are almost halfway out, and are much easier to capture on film.

Crawling is now old hat for Alice.  She still does it, of course, but now, when she’s really trying to show off, she pulls up to standing and hangs out up there for a while.

Sometimes, when she's feeling really flashy, she even goes hands free (although in this case, I think she was supported by the pile of laundry below).

I think she knows that walking's next and she's pretty psyched about it.