The Thin Line, The Fat Kid, and The Flying Nun

It's a thin line, between overposting and underposting pictures of your kid.

Overpost?

You're that cookie-cutter, deluded parent, drenching the world with photos of your kid until a kindly interested public is all waterlogged, prune fingers, and nauseous. You're the parent who thinks the world really wants to see the 1189th photo of your kid in the same white onesie in the same carseat with- more or less- the same expression on his/her face. "But in that one he looks so PENSIVE," you explain, "whereas in this one he really gives off a more of a post-zygote, pre-toddler sense of righteous indignation!!!" Sure, pal.

Underpost?

You're a hoarder of greatness, depriving an adoring public of its inalienable rights. And they'll let you know about it.

So, we'll hoard no more. Brace yourself for righteous indignation and prune fingers.


According to the instruction manual, Sleepy Leo requires hand/mouth access at all times.


Talky Leo loves to break it down. Sometimes he gets a little long-winded. It gets pretty apparent that even he doesn't know what he's talking about and just loves the sound of his own voice. Narcissist.

If ever there were doubts about paternity, this would be Exhibit A. [The size of the feet, not the fruitiness of his clothes, thank you very much. The rainbow clothes would be Exhibit K in the maternity test, somewhere after Exhibit A: 9+ Months of Carrying Said Child in Belly and before Exhibit L: Love Of Sleep.]

Other little details:






THE PLUMPIFICATION SERIES
In which a case is made for the plumpifying of a baby since the last time you saw the little dude. I might worry a little about Leo's quick ascension to fatness if he had followed a candy trail to get to our house and Holly were a cannabilistic witch, but it seems like those are probably just paranoid, fairy-tale-influenced thoughts. Right?



This one cracks me up without fail. Look how stoked he is. We're very lucky to have such a happy kid.


Markedly less stoked.
This is the audition photo we submitted for Fox's new reality series "Pimp My Impfant." Any crossed appendages and superstitious acts on our behalf are much appreciated.

Leo does his best Mother Teresa. I told him it felt more like The Flying Nun to me. He told me I was mistaking "angelic charity" for "aerial abilities." And you know what? The kid's right.