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Dearest Babbleonians, This is the last official post of Babydaddy. It’s been a pleasure sharing Josie with you guys, and a big thanks to everybody who read the blog and made comments and didn’t threaten to sue. The best thing the internet has to offer (so far as I can tell) is a MORE »
Josie turns 1.5 years on Tuesday. No fooling. The big innovation this week: hugs. She’s in a phase. How wonderful is this? It’s wonderful beyond description. It’s like what I dreamed it would be having a daughter: super affection, minus the exhaustion. We’ve also begun a ritual of walking around the block, our daily constitutional. MORE »
Babymamma took this photo the other day and when I looked at it, I said: That is Josie. It captured her essential shtunkdom. Happy Spring!
Josie and I got in an argument. It’s kind of exciting and horrible, all at once. And I don’t mean that we got into a disagreement. We’ve had plenty of those. We got into a full-fledged argument. To wit: I had submitted to her maniacal requests to play with the idiotic animated MORE »
So I realized that I’ve failed to provide follow-up posts on a number of what seemed imminent child-rearing crises but which were mostly just us being nuerotic first-time parents. With that in mind, some updates… Crisis: Josie will never learn to speak because she is addicted to her bink! Resolution: Josie is MORE »
Dearest Babbletrash, It’s me, Josie. My dad has another one of his “funny, morning headaches” so he’s asked me to fill in — again. This morning’s topic: things I no longer need anyone’s f***ing help with, thank you very much. Let’s start with drinking. (Why not? My dad does.) And let’s forget all MORE »
The other night, Babymamma and I were laying around in bed, in that not-unpleasant state of exhaustion familiar to the parents of toddlers. And I was thinking about this episode that had taken place earlier, in which Josie had grabbed three of her pacifiers from her crib (something she’s not allowed to do, and MORE »
I mentioned that we went to California, right? This was our annual Get-the-hell-out-of-freezing-New-England-and-let-the-grandparents-drool-on-Josie pilgrimage and it went just fine, thank you. The airplane ride is a bit more challenging now that Josie is a toddler (i.e. I had to walk her up and down the aisles 37 times). And Jos got herself a little MORE »
Like a lot of kids, Josie is obsessive on a few subjects Among these (as documented) is cookies, for instance. The color yellow, her absolute autonomy at every moment of the day, pasta, and dogs. She is totally committed to dogs — “woof woofs” in the common vernacular — and will often stand at MORE »