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So we had something kinda creepy happen where other people were using pictures of the kids, so mom somehow got Flickr to only let friends and family members see the photos. So I guess if you can't see 'em, you need to get a Flickr and/or Yahoo account and then talk to mom about getting access. Sorry. But ... heck, not "kinda creepy," but really damned creepy.

So some old photo links are going to be broken from this blog, and the slideshow in the right bar has been replaced with a news feed from Bacon Today.

We realize most folks are here for the photos anyway, and regret the trouble.

Behind the scenes, we've since learned Uncle Humberto's father died; boydog is sick, and goes back to his doctor on Monday; and girldog is just really fat. Our thoughts are with Humberto and his family, and with boydog. We'll try to let you know more when we do.

Getting ready for Cousin Julius

Aunt Sharon and Uncle Pat, who have done so well with Cousin Savannah, are getting ready for the (estimated) Feb. 24 arrival of their son, Cousin Julius.

Aunt Sharon seems to, like mom and dad, be suffering from the same loss of memory stemming the act of becoming a parent. Have a kid, lose your memory -- it's not a bad tradeoff at all, but it can be a little rough.

Anyway, so Aunt Sharon is trying to remember everything she needs to get ready. Any suggestions on what's missing would be wonderfully accepted; note some things, like baby wipes and diaper cream, are already hanging around because of Julius' big sister and are thus off the list. Here's what we recommended so far:

Disposable changing pads. Those Sleep and Play or whatever outfits that survive a blowout without bringing crap-covered cotton over your newborn's face. Small bottle nipples, if supplementing. Little diapers. Little pacifiers. A big bunch of swaddling blankets. Something in 7.62x25 Tokarev. Maybe the big bundling blanket thingy that zips from feet to head. A hardened stomach for all that meconium stuff, yech. A cool older sister. A couple of loving parents. Maybe a pet or two.

Bibs. Lots of bibs. And then some more bibs. And stock up on laundry detergent. Bottle brushes. Cheap dish soap, which rinses easily out of bottles. The manual to your car seat -- make sure you remember how to do it right, not necessarily the way you were doing it at the end. Diaper Genie refills. Waterproof mattress liner.

On another note, tomorrow Cousin Julius has a date with the photographer! Aunt Sharon hopes to get an idea of just how big he's going to be, which may determine his date of arrival.

Chillin' with Ligia and Duda

So Lil' Genghis had another visit from Aunt Ligia, who probably finds this area's weather A) not as bad as Buffalo, where she raised two children; and B) a God-awful mess compared to Brazil. =)

Anyway, Aunt Ligia and Uncle Eddie popped by for a few hours today, during which time Uncle Humberto called in to talk to Lil' Genghis. And then we all went out to eat. Lil' Genghis even tried sushi (!), though dad thinks she was just trying to get at the rice. A few more months until she turns 2 years old, and then we can try to introduce her to stuff like shrimp and peanut butter and AK-74s with Bulgarian 45-round clips. Er, wait.

Anyway, some photos from today:

DSCF3202 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit



DSCF3213 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit
Is it possible to get too much love? Well, Uncle Eddie seems to be having a hard time breathing under all that love!



DSCF3228 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit
No, there are few hats like this in Brazil. =)


DSCF3181 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit
Awww.


DSCF3187 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit
There are aunts, and there are cool aunts, and then there are the cool aunts that bring Dora the Explorer stickers.


DSCF3193 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit



DSCF3195 from album 090110-Ligia and Duda visit
Awww.

We still have to post some videos. Soonly.

A new author in the family!

As some of you may know, dad sometimes writes some stuff, but Aunt Amanda and Uncle Joao are published book authors. Now, joining their ranks is Uncle Rodrigo, who argues whether he's a "Senseless waste of carbon."






dad's regret from this Christmas present is that making a bleed for Uncle Rodrigo is probably the closest he'll get to making Uncle Rodrigo bleed. Damn.