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For your perusal, a few relatively recent photos of the Ham. First from an impromptu photo shoot during Thanksgiving, and the second from a fall photo shoot. Maybe I should have added "learn how to take pictures" to my new year's aspirations. But with such a cute subject, my patented "take a bunch and some will turn out" style seems to work just fine.

Yes, those are baby Toms.

toothy

I just read this article entitled "When Kids Attack!" and I have to say, although the article focuses primarily on the toddler age, Abe is in attack mode already. His nails are like talons that he digs into my tender flesh, attempting to tear it from the bone. Often when I hold him or get my face anywhere near his face, he grabs both sides of my head however he can - a wad of hair or a fist-full of cheek - and pulls me in toward his gaping, toothy maw. Then he latches on, sinking in teeth, and coating my face in drool. Oh, the hazards of the job!

He vicious!

it's the most wonderful ham in the world

So, just gotta say, too cold to be alive right now.  It's 18 degrees! Yikes! I could not cut it living in some northern state that actually gets negative degrees regularly. Nooo way. Of course, I would probably have a more efficient heating system if that were the case, but still. I am so unproductive when it's cold. I want to just stay in bed all day. And eat warm things.

In other news, Christmas was good. We traveled and introduced Baby to relatives he hadn't met yet. Yesterday was Anderson's first day back at work, and thus my first day alone with lil' ham in two weeks. I see now that our culture has it all wrong with nuclear families. Extended family living is the way to go! For two weeks, wherever I went, there were other people who wanted to hold the baby, play with the baby, change the baby. I actually got to take a shower practically every day and eat a few meals with two hands and for longer than five minutes! Pretty amazing. I wonder if that's why motherhood seems to be so difficult - you're doing a job alone that really requires many hands. If you want to stay sane, anyway. Luckily I have the best baby ever.

storing fat for winter

So my 3 month old baby is wearing 6 month old clothes, which fit him perfectly. Is there something off with the sizing or is my baby really that gigantic? He's already larger weight-wise than the 6 month outfits say they fit, but he's not quite that long yet.

Aw, yeah! Chunkeroo!

what's in a name?

Earlier this evening we were playing with the baby on the bed and Anderson started saying, "Abraham, Abraham," trying to get Abe to look in his direction. Which didn't happen. And then he was sad because the baby doesn't know his name. But COME ON, can you blame him? We rarely call him by his name! Instead he is:

Ham
Baby Ham
Little Ham
Super Tiny Ham
Hammie
Hambone
Ziggle (what?)
Abe
Abey
Abey Baby
Cutest Boy in the World
Bud
Buddy
Little Bud

What loving, strange parents!



Btw, ABE IS ASLEEP RIGHT NOW! So is Anderson, but that's not as exciting. This kid has not been Mr. Easy Baby lately, so I am mighty pleased with his unconsciousness. Now I just need to work on my own.