We don't make new entries as often as we once did, but it's still in use. Basically, it is a blank book (that we won at someone else's baby shower) in which we have recorded, with dates, various funny (or sweet) things the kid has said. Or, early on, that people said to or about him. Mark occasionally adds cartoons.
I suppose babies are like small mountain villages in the sky. They allow us to breathe the clouds.
...and I hope your baby is Y2K compliant.
He's like...a little person.
--the Kid, first word (this)
--1st story, 6/7/2001
Plane crashed. Into da truck. No-no. Plane crashed into da Pentagon.
--the Kid, 9/20/2001
Come on, Redford. You can do it. You're a big furry dog.
--the Kid, 1/28/2002
If I smell a dragon, it could be awfully smelly! If dragons get into a train's boiler, it could cause trouble!
--the Kid, 6/30/2002
And so on.
Up to tonight. He's almost 12 now.
You'd ground me forever for not practicing my saxophone ONCE. Sounds really fair. Also sounds like you're bluffing.
---the Kid, 1/10/2011
Okay, fine, he's right.
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