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Joshua

 My son has chosen the holiday season as a time to lose his mind. Recently, alone in his crib, he performed a Gypsy Rose strip tease, threw his pants across the room, then crawled out of his diaper.


He then "painted" with a small bit of poop; later, I found that the crib-sheet had a new, intriguing, abstract design.


At other moments, Joshie has found his sister's pacifier, and he has half-inserted the end into his mouth. This makes me think of certain tired, seedy Santas -- the ones who can't fully commit to their costume. (You see the tee shirt peaking out from under the red suit.)


Another new interest of Joshie's is the laundry hamper; he pushes it through the house, sometimes for over an hour, while loudly calling, SIGH! SIGH! SIGH! SIGH!


I'm glad to see that he is generally having a good time.


We're reading:


*"The Polar Express." I still think Mr. Claus is a self-righteous pill, in this book, but I admire the train and the city lights.

*"Old Bear" ....This is just about appreciating nature. Great for adults (and you can't always say that about a picture book).

*"Finishing the Hat," by Stephen Sondheim. This is a bit bulky if you have a baby on your lap. But worth the effort!


Have a good week.








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