@SIPPY_CUPS

Sippy Cup is a huge fan of cameras.

Film-based.  Digital.  Point and shoot.  DSLR.  It doesn't matter.

If he can point it and create a photo, he loves it.

Of course, the natural next step in this artistic evolution is Instagram.

So that's exactly what we've done: you can now follow @SIPPY_CUPS on Instagram.

Sippy Cup will be the primary photographer.  He will take the majority of the photos, do all edits, apply any prints, etc.

I will merely be his representative, responsible for curating his collection, typing his comments and #hashtags while also deleting any ridiculous photos of his parents.

I will be the Bischofberger to his Basquiat.  Minus the drugs.

After today, you can click on the Instagram badge we've added to the home page to see all of his photos.

Like almost every other idea we've had, this ought to be fun.

Stay tuned.  Click "like".  And spread the word.  We are both ego-based creatures and work best with positive reinforcement.

Growing Up Means (1)

Hey little dude,

I know that growing up seems awesome.

Daddy gets to stay up late, play violent video games, use power tools, etc.

But there are some AMAZING things you can do as a kid that you probably shouldn't do as an adult.

For example, look at how much fun the little boy in this video is having:

"Best Friends" - Video Courtesy of Justin Burrett

Growing up means you will go out of your way to not step in a puddle.

Try not to grow up too fast.  Puddles are awesome.

Love,

Dad

PS - just because puddles are awesome doesn't mean you should jump in them as an adult.  That's just weird.

Christmas 2012 - Mathematical Recap

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Nanas

Princess Teacup (pointing to the kitchen counter): “Tack ticky blur blurg blurg?”

Me (kneeling down so that we’re at eye level): “Daddy has no idea what that means baby.”

Princess Teacup (holding both of her hands behind her back like a tiny general): 

“Pfttp pffttp blur blurg blahrg”

Me (standing back up): “Ok, we both know those aren't words.”

Princess Teacup (pointing with pronounced vehemence): “Tack ticky blahrg pfttp pfttp!”

Me (scanning the counter anxiously): “I have no idea what it is that you want baby.”

Princess Teacup (starts to wail and sob)

M.O.M. (walks into the kitchen): “What happened?  What is it baby?  What does my baby need?”

Princess Teacup (smiles and points to the counter): “Mama.  Nana?”

M.O.M. (handing her a banana): “Here you go baby.”

Princess Teacup (smiling broadly): “Nana!  Thank!”

Me (shocked): “I swear to you, she wasn't saying anything that even resembled a real word!”

M.O.M. (kissing her on the forehead): “It’s ok baby.  Daddy’s a little stupid.”

Sippy Cup (from the dining room): "Ooh!  Burn!"

Silent Posting (25)