Sunday, August 31, 2008

Friday, August 29, 2008

Time for another Conrad/Condad

Okay, this concept has led to some confusion in the past, so just to be perfectly clear: Conrad is Conrad, today. Condad is me, in 1966.





Monday, August 18, 2008

Sunday, August 17, 2008

No Tooth Blues

The title refers to the fact that in this photo Conrad looks more like he's playing the harmonica than eating a teething biscuit. We expect him to pop a tooth pretty soon but he doesn't seem to be in any pain yet. So maybe we should hold off on the teething biscuits, which turn to a paste that quickly hardens on hands, face and bib. For a while we thought we'd have to use a green scrubby to get it off.

Friday, August 15, 2008

God workaround

Our stove is acting funny and the repairman came yesterday. We need a new igniter. Sounds perfectly reasonable, considering that a stove only has a few key functions and igniting is certainly one of them.

He told me that our stove has a "Sabbath" feature. At first I thought I misheard him, or that he was setting up an Ozzy Osbourne joke. But no, the Sabbath feature apparently keeps the stove at a constant temperature all day so that you can use it without pressing any buttons.

We can debate the existence of God all we like, but can't we all agree that if there is one, He would not be fooled by this?

"Hey! Thou shalt not... Oh wait, it's a KitchenAid. Enjoy the meatloaf."

Same to you, fella.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Baby fights!

Highlights from a recent cage match between Conrad and his nemesis, Mister S.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

The doctor's scale confirms what my lower back already knew

At six months, roughly the same size as Marco

Conrad had his six-month checkup today. He's a few ounces short of 20 pounds and once again I've forgotten his length. (When do we start calling it "height"? Maybe when he's standing?) The figures put him in the 90th percentile for weight, the 90th percentile for longness and the 50 to 75th percentile for head circumference.

Luckily he'll be so big and tall that no one will dare make fun of his tiny head.

There's so much I don't understand.

Here's the boy with two of his stuffed friends. One is a teddy bear dressed in a dalmation costume. The other is a teddy bear dressed in a bunny costume.

Why, exactly?

Note from Jean: Please also notice the 'Beary hungry!' bib. Although this is just a bear, not in any costume. He's just beary hungry.

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Hey! Apparently I'm a Cubs fan!

Wait a minute!

It's been how long since they won a series?

Monday, August 11, 2008


Recently Jean's grandfather Lowell celebrated his 95th birthday, and his great grandson was there to share it with him. Yet another occasion where Conrad was cheated of cake for lack of teeth. Check out the Flickr page for more photos from the event. I shot 343 photos the day we were there and I've narrowed the selection down to a reasonable chunk. If you were there and you don't see a photo of yourself, then you didn't spend enough time within five feet of the baby.

Happy Half Birthday!

Conrad was born six months ago today. We celebrated by giving him bananas and rice cereal. Maybe we should have done something more, but there's not much special you can do for a six-month old. He already does whatever he wants, assuming we can figure out what it is. Bonnie said we should have made him half a cake, but then we just would have had to puree it. And who wants pureed cake?

I've said from the start of this blog that I didn't want to repeat tired cliches as though they were novel insights. But it seems like only yesterday that he was born, and at the same time it's hard to imagine the world before he was in it. We are very, very lucky.


So many people have been so generous giving us clothes for Conrad. We just wanted to show you that he's getting good use out of all of them: