We’re at the hospital today, as the baby who was supposed to come in early November decided he didn’t want to miss most of the college football season, so he came early. He seems concerned about the Alabama v. Georgia game, and I really can’t fault him. He spoke immediately about how the Tide was robbed last year in Tuscaloosa, but that –and I’m quoting directly here– “by damn, them Dawgs is going to pay this year in Athens.” I didn’t bother to correct his grammar, as I could see this was a topic of great emotion for him. His face got all red and everything.
Pictured above is Pretty Bride, examining a 179-page book on breastfeeding, since apparently, our species has forgotten how to utilize its natural equipment over the last several years and needs reminding. I just wish I could find an IKEA pamphlet that’s a fraction of this thing’s girth.
(fuzzy cellphone pic added just for Unfinished Rambler)
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