December 2006 Archives
On the next push we successfully sent him all the way around on the swing. He learned a valuable lesson about the importance of centrifugal force today as well as how silly humans look with a foreshortened perspective in photos.
The people, they are always saying "He looks just like you" when they see me (a.k.a. Dada, Poppa, You With The Wallet) carrying around JBM. I generally tend to brush them off with a "Lay off the pipe buddy","Drop the knife" or some other smarmy comment. That is until I saw the picture above.
Great googly moogly!
The Kid, he's the spitting image of me! How did this happen? I thought I was unique, one of a kind, a man among little girlie men. Now I have this little Oedipal usurper to the throne. This wasn't supposed to happen. But the more I think about it, the more I like it. Now I can finally go on that laundromat robbing spree I've been dreaming about for eons. Just like my childhood idol Dana Plato! When the cops come to my door, I can just say "Here's your little rapscallion officer! The Kid did it." Of course I have to wait a good 15 years before I'd be believed and by that time I'll be using a walker and carrying around an ear horn so JBM would probably get off with a good lawyer (Uncle Judd?). But still, a boy can dream can't he?
Dateline Los Angeles, CA November 2006
Here's a a semi-rare photo of The Boy enjoying bath time. Hopefully, he'll keep it up.
We plan on showing it to him every time he starts "dis-enjoying" bath time and chant "See! You can like taking a bath. See!" It's a trick we learned in a parenting book.
