He’s 2 months old and I thought there was a skin malfunction. (I asked the stork to bring us a little brown version of myself and Worm showed up on the doorstep.) So, I took him outside to see if the sun could help me out.
5 hours later. Nothing.
Yes, Worm Looks Like His Mom…
Just kidding. He was only left out in the sun for 4 hours.
June 2011
This is the face he made when I told Worm that he could catch a “case of the Mondays”.
Relax, Worm. Mondays Only Lasts 24 Hours.
June 2011
Worm looked too happy to be doing “grown up” things like sitting on the couch and watching TV at only 2 months of age. I didn’t have the heart to tell him that he hasn’t defied gravity just yet. I taped his onesie to the couch cushion so he wouldn’t tip over.
This is a Very Fetching Picture of You Worm!
June 2011
“Dad, I can’t feel my arms…and I’m not laughing. I’d rather you practice on the stuffed animals before we try this again.” says the Worm.
My Arms and Legs Are Asleep…And That’s About It.
June 2011
As a dad, I get to teach my children about emotions. Today’s lesson is about the emotion of fright. So, I told Worm that there was no more milk in the fridge and that he would have to start eating real food. I pointed to the brussel sprouts in the vegetable drawer and this is the face he gave me.
The Fridge Light Captures Your Eyes So Beautifully, Worm!
June 2011
Worm, I promise you’ll get to love your baths. Right now though, just try to imagine you’re on the sunny sandy beaches of Jamaica with the warm ocean water lapping at your feet…
Dad, If This is Jamaica, Where the Hell is my Rum Punch?!
May 2011
After all that eating, we gotta be sleeping! Me napping with my new best friend!
The Art of the Perfect Nap!
May 2011
Me vs. Gavin 