Friday, July 22, 2005

Being a nose breather for a week or so.

UFC (Ultimate Fighting Championship) 2025 registration is open. Posted by Pops.

Eating your arm off.


Eating your arm off.
Originally uploaded by tyahma.
You won't take the pacifier/dummy, but you really like your forearm, man. The garlic aioli lotion helps.

Give that boy a name.


Kilian's Naming Ceremony
Originally uploaded by tyahma.
On Wednesday, 20 July 2005, we had a naming ceremony for you. Our good friend David from Ghana officiated, and people who have known about you for the last nine months came to enjoy your company.
You got slightly overheated, New York being what it is in the summer, but once refrigerated, you were such a good boy. I am sure that being the center of attention helped the matter.
It was the first time that many of your friends and family got to see you in all of your semi-groggy-where's-my-food-mummy grandeur.
Mores picture of the event are here.

Posted by Pops.

Sunday, July 17, 2005

Wink. Nudge.


Big ole flirt.
Originally uploaded by tyahma.
Obstensibly a cute photo, it really is just to clarify that the sleepless nights are par for the course, you are not the first baby to be born, your parents are not the first parents in the world.
And that it is all worth it.
Posted by Pops.

Guantanamo anyone?

We have been using the "The New Contented Little Baby Book" as a guide, and the rules contained therein are all about creating a schedule for you. But that means waking you up on a regular basis, and man, waking you up is much like (in my mind) rousting prisoners on the Eastern tip of Cuba.
I take off your sheets. Wait a minute.
Play the muzak version of "Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star" that is embedded in your crib. (Not embedded like a reporter in Falluja. That is something different.) Wait a minute.
Tickle your feet. Soothingly. Wait a minute.
Then I just pick you up, and you make funny faces and I wonder how and what you have dreamt about.
Posted by Pops.

Pictures of the bairn

Pops posted these photos for folks who want to see what you look like.