June 30, 2008
Diaper Model
At the weekly board game night, Blake dispenses with modesty and clothes alike and plays a game of his own: survive the summer heat.
His calls for a rousing game of Twister fall on deaf ears.
baby’s first blog
At the weekly board game night, Blake dispenses with modesty and clothes alike and plays a game of his own: survive the summer heat.
His calls for a rousing game of Twister fall on deaf ears.
Like the equality of certain farm animals, every day is sunny and warm in Seattle, but some days are sunnier and warmer than others. We celebrate by stripping off Blake’s parka and galoshes and taking a few more photos.
At this point, the unnatural lack of cloud cover drives us back indoors.
Blake downs his first bottle. He calls for another round, but the bartender cuts him off.
Once you’ve sobered up a bit, son, you can have your car keys back.
Technically pacifiers are Blake’s third addiction, if we count hugs and sunshine. He’s pretty indifferent to kisses and kittens, but give him an artificial nipple and he loses all self-control.
That’s “nuke” as in “nuclear option,” not “nuclear weapon.” As in, what you resort to if diplomacy breaks down, which is not uncommon when dealing with infants.
Blake poses with Mommy, a flower, and some random guy’s hand.
OK, you got me. The random guy also happens to be wearing my wedding ring.
Thanks to Grandma for taking these lovely photos.