Saturday Morning Cartoon (3)

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** Editor's Note: This guy is still pretty damn awesome. **

Animals in Brooklyn

Last summer, right around this time, Sippy Cup and I took a trip to the Prospect Park Zoo.

This year, once again on a complete whim, we decided to repeat the trip but to drag a very pregnant M.O.M. with us as well (apparently a lot of walking is encouraged when you're ready to get rid of the 8 pound bowling ball you have tucked away in your stomach).

Whether through coincidence or good timing, the baboons in the zoo had recently had babies as well.  This led to a few interesting anthropological discoveries as the M.O.M. and I learned just how similar our parenting techniques are to those of wild animals. 

At first, we were a little taken aback by this discovery. 

Then we both realized that when your child is a wild little monkey in his own right, then baboon parenting tricks are just the thing he needs.

As always, there are more pictures after the jump.  Enjoy.

M & N Pastries

When we aren't busy raising children, this is how the M.O.M. and I pass the time.

It keeps us sane.  And it's a lot less expensive than therapy.

M & N Pastries

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Believe it or not (in spite of the fact that I spend most of my day playing video games with my son), I am still able to string complex sentences together at times and sound semi-eloquent.

This is especially true when I am expressing an honest and sincere sentiment.

I have been a fan of Me In My Place for quite a while now. This weekend, I finally figured out why and I decided to contact the creator and let them know of my epiphany.

As it turns out, they agreed with my opinion/theory and decided to publish my email.

I know that Me In My Place (kind of NSFW...but in a really beautiful way) may seem to have absolutely no connection to my adventures in parenting.

Nevertheless, if you read through my email, you'll see that it does.

I am going to be the father of a little girl in a few weeks. The thought of her ever having to struggle with a poor self-image breaks my heart.

I can only hope that sites like these help to remind her that, no matter what she looks like, she will always be the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world.

Please click the link and spread the love.

Received this nice email yesterday…

Sign of the Times

I am pretty sure that this conversation counts as a sign of the pending Apocalypse.

Sippy Cup (laughing): "Dad, remember that time we were in the supermarket and you dropped

all the little tomatoes everywhere?!"

Me: "That was random.  But, yes, I do remember.  I remember you and your mom laughing.  A lot."

Sippy Cup: "Yeah!  It was funny!"

Me: "Yeah, I guess it was pretty funny."

Sippy Cup: "Yeah.  I gotta put that on Facebook."

Me: "Say what now?"

Sippy Cup: "That story.  I have to put it on Facebook."

Me: "Wait a second.  How do you know about Facebook?"

Sippy Cup (shrugging his shoulders): "I don't know.  I just do."

Me: "So then why do you want to put it on Facebook?"

Sippy Cup (laughing): "Because it's funny!  Come on, Dad!  You said it's funny too! 

Let's put it on Facebook!"