There was a time when I stood up very straight and proper.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Thursday, May 24, 2012
On nakedness (and how girls and boys are different)
When Addison was born, there was a lot of nake-nake going on in that hospital room. Hers, her mom's. And all the rest of us, underneath our clothes. Perfectly natural, right?
Addison's nakedness (or "nudee!" as she now likes to exclaim it) has generally been acceptable in our household (much to the older generation's chagrine). I mean, that's how God gave her to us, unless you want to pick nits and say that while in utero she was kind of wearing her mom's body like a massive suit of clothes and . . . alright, so that's kinda creepy. And kinda true. I''ll try to explain: clothing is to keep you warm, protect you from the outside world, feed you through your bellybutton . . . (my wife may demand that I delete this paragraph).
Anyway, we've always felt pretty normal about Addison running around in her birthday suit. Exhibit #1:
Addison's nakedness (or "nudee!" as she now likes to exclaim it) has generally been acceptable in our household (much to the older generation's chagrine). I mean, that's how God gave her to us, unless you want to pick nits and say that while in utero she was kind of wearing her mom's body like a massive suit of clothes and . . . alright, so that's kinda creepy. And kinda true. I''ll try to explain: clothing is to keep you warm, protect you from the outside world, feed you through your bellybutton . . . (my wife may demand that I delete this paragraph).
Anyway, we've always felt pretty normal about Addison running around in her birthday suit. Exhibit #1:
Thursday, May 17, 2012
How to work a carseat
Today my wife and my mother-in-law and my daughter went to Disneyland. They wanted me to pick up Addison at 6:30 PM in a different car, using a different car seat, while they caught a late show. No problem, right? Until you pull the seat out and it tries to strangle you with an insane collection of belts, buckles, and hooks.
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| No children were hurt in the making of this cartoon |
Friday, May 11, 2012
On attending church
I was sitting in church the other day, daydreaming about velociraptors and man-eating centipedes, when our two-year old let loose quite a harsh criticism of the sermon.
After the outburst, it's possible that her dad pointed out to her several additional individuals wearing blue shirts. Gotta take funny where you can get it.
It reminded me of something I wrote about church attendance a while back:
It reminded me of something I wrote about church attendance a while back:
