Picture of the Day: Tummy Time

Picture of the Day: So, After This, Can I Eat?

Picture of the Day: Home from Our Evening Walk

Picture of the Day: Whatcha Doin'?

Dancing Baby - Hilarious (no, not Katie)

Picture of the Day: Is It Time for My Snack?

Picture of the Day: I'm One Patriotic Kid

Picture of the Day: Seriously...We're Going to Do this Everyday?

Picture of the Day: Happy 1 Month Birthday, Katie!!!

I Ordered Food From Where?

Tonight, I had to work a little late. While delaying my arrival home is sad, it is sometimes fun to order food from a new restaurant on the client's tab. The firm has an online ordering system where we pick one of about two hundred restaurants, click what we want on the menu, and the restaurant brings it to us. I don't generally order anything fancy - and today, I just felt like some cheap New York diner food. I picked a diner that I had never heard of, and the menu was filled with all sorts of cheap little items. They were really cheap. I don't know why I care about ordering relatively cheap - it's not my money...and if the client is paying my fee, they could really care less about the cost of my dinner. I ordered a variety of little things - a chicken burrito, nachos and a taco. That came to only about twelve bucks with tax and tip (a small fraction of my budget). In New York, that's really, really cheap (it's the least I've ever spent ordering on dinner). The food took forever to arrive. About forty-five minutes after ordering, I got a call and went down and picked up my food. The delivery guy handed me a brown paper bag that was stapled and stuck inside a plastic bag that was tied shut. After getting back to my desk, I tore open the bags. Inside the the two outer bags was a third bag - a Taco Bell bag. Yep, this "diner" just found a local Taco Bell, ordered my food, and brought it to me. Not such a great deal after all.

Picture of the Day: Chillin' in Mommy and Daddy's Bed

Picture of the Day: Katie's Favorite Activity

Picture of the Day: Pfffffttthhhhhhhh

Katie - The 4 Week Update

Today marks exactly four weeks since Katie was born. In honor of the big day, she got to go to the doctor. Yay. Katie actually seems to like the doctor. However, she hates waiting for the doctor. She's a lot like daddy when it comes to her opinion of waiting.

Here is a quick update:

* Katie is absolutely, completely healthy - she has no issues.

* Little Miss Piggie has grown 31 ounces in the past 21 days. The doctor is thrilled with this growth, though it is considerably faster than "normal." Since she was born a little on the small side, the doctor couldn't be happier.

* The doctor is extremely impressed with Katie's strength. The is stronger than the average four week old baby. Of course, that's because the 31 ounces she gained is pure muscle. Maybe the exercises that we do with her everyday are helping.

* The doctor agrees that she is an absolutely beautiful princess. Of course, we'd probably fire any doctor that didn't agree.

* We should "keep doing what we're doing" - her growth and progress has been great so far.

Picture of the Day: Oh Yeah, I'm Loud

Picture of the Day: I'll Just Sleep Here

Picture of the Day: Playing on the Swing (and Staring at the Light)

Picture of the Day: I Can See You, Daddy

Fun in the Park

This afternoon, Wife and I took Katie to Bryant Park for a late lunch. On our stroll over to the park, we stopped and picked up a couple cheeseburgers and a diet Pepsi. For the past week, our park has been overtaken by "Fashion Week." The beautiful grass has been covered with tents where all the latest designs are being shown off. Near the front entrance, swarms of tourists and photographers press their way to the front, trying to catch a glimpse of the celebrities. Of course, Wife and I completely avoided the front. Instead, we walked around to the other end of the park and sat down by a quiet table - we were right next to the back entrance. All the tourists appear to be completely oblivious to the fact that there is more going on at the back entrance than the front. As we ate our lunch, we were surrounded by models, hair stylists, makeup artists, journalists, etc. After nibbling on our burgers for a few minutes, Wife and I realized that everyone was looking at us. All the six foot two, ninety pound models were staring at our cheeseburgers with such desire, such lust. It made eating a little uncomfortable. Of course, we were able to eat anyway.

Picture of the Day: Yes, I'm Really This Cute

Picture of the Day: Katie and Her First Doll

Stock to Buy

For obvious insider trading reasons, my firm asks us not to invest in stock. However, in the last couple of weeks, I have realized that I have some investment advice that I simply must share: BUY STOCK IN DIAPERS AND NURSING PADS!!!!

Picture of the Day: Will the Pictures Ever End?

Picture of the Day: Almost Ready for Bed

Picture of the Day: Will that Camera Feed Me?

Facebook: A Great Tool to Weed Out Idiots

Today at work, I was asked to interview a prospective candidate for our firm's New York office when she comes in later this week. I quickly reviewed the young woman's resume - very impressive. She's on law review at a top law school. She has great grades. Her extracurricular activities are impressive. Everything about her resume indicates that she's one of the top prospects for next year's class. I quickly Googled her. The first hit was a Facebook page. Just glancing at the page for a moment revealed that this Facebook account belongs to her - the information matches her resume. She has her privacy setting to block her "wall" from the public, but just about everything else is open for the world to see. It's hard to get past the profile picture she's chosen. Her profile picture is a shot of a statue - a statue of a naked female engaging a very, very lewd sexual act. So, should I start off the interview asking about her Facebook page? Or should I wait until she gets comfortable to mention it? Maybe I'll ignore it altogether in the interview and just include the link in my online evaluation of her candidacy.

Picture of the Day: Yes, I'm REALLY Cute

Picture of the Day: Yep, Still Sleeping

Picture of the Day: Still Sleeping

The Exploding Baby

On today's lazy Saturday afternoon, Katie and Wife simultaneously wake up from their naps. Wife needs to go to the bathroom. Katie already has done the deed, and she needs her diaper changed. No big deal. I can handle that.

Katie made a real doozie in her diaper. Lots of both number one and number two to clean up. But, I'm good at changing diapers. I'm a pro at this by now. I am, however, a bit confused at how a seven pound baby makes a four pound diaper.

I've cleaned Katie all up. The new diaper is under her, and I'm about to fasten it up. Suddenly she starts to leak. I've heard about little boys spraying, but my daughters starts shooting a stream of pee a foot into the air. I quickly grab a little disposable wipe to try to prevent a huge mess. Before I know what hit me, she starts to poop. A lot. I tried to keep everything covered so that we get as little of a mess as possible, but I clearly failed. Her changing mat is covered with the mess. The floor is covered with the mess. The rug is covered with the mess. The projectile even reached the bed halfway across the room. Of course, my shirt is covered in the mess, as are my pants and feet.

Wife returned from her short trip to the bathroom (this all occurred in a minute) and immediately began to laugh. She started to laugh so hard that she couldn't stop crying. Yes, she was even doing her chin thing (you have to know her to get that).

I'm not a stupid man. I learned an important lesson here. Next time, it's Wife's turn to change the diaper.

At least she's cute.

Picture of the Day: Two Weeks in the World

Picture of the Day: Just Read the Shirt

Picture of the Day: Sleeping Princess

Picture of the Day: Really, You're Going to Do This Everyday?