The 3rd Eye.

Looks like we got ourselves a Hindu:

Cereality.

Hey, wait a minute! Where did I put that extra Cheerio?

Duck a L'orange.

Why yes, I do believe I will be having the duck this evening:

Yoo-Hoo!

Flamingo Love.

Have you heard about Carlos and Fernando? After being together for over six years and desperately wanting to have a family, these London-area gay flamingos have finally been given the opportunity to adopt thier very-own baby!



In any case...elle and her bow are totally excited:

The Archives.

First day at home:

She's a She.

Funny how a simple bow can fix all the confusion:

Under the Brolly.

Diaper Party.

Zappo.

Wait a second...send it back - I ordered a size 11 naked baby, and this is obviously a 13:

Shoreline.

An afternoon at Town Lake:

Pool Day.

Sunday was elle's first day in the chlorine - we have ourselves a guppy...a chunky guppy:

Bath-Time.

With all of those baby-sized nooks and crannies, we have found that there is really only one way to get elle spot-free, lemon scented, and super-clean:

Silver Medal

Uh-oh.

Found a creature that it almost as adorable as elle...the LAMBPANDA:

Chair Appreciation Day.

Dear Chairy,

Every single day, you take out the time to hold and support me. When I am hungry, tired, or just relaxing - you have been there for me. Eating a snack, taking a cat-nap, or watching some Baby Einstein - you have been there.

Early in the morning or late at night, your soft and leathery arms have given me a little extra comfort.

I know that sometimes I try to eat you, and I am sorry - but it is only because you look so soft and tasty.

I want to take this day to let you and Mr. Ottoman know that I love you both and want to give you BIG hug in return for everything that you do.

Yours truly, elle.

Bust It.

Sticking with our breakdancing theme, elle was inspired by yesterdays video - here she is trying to perfect the transition from the Reverse G-Kick to the King Flare:

Ouch.

Just when you thought it was just another normal Monday in the Times Square subway station...

Who's that in there?

Basket Games 2.0

As a protective, caring, and attentive parent....I truly wish I could say that this photo was staged:

Happy Mother's Day!

Basket Games 1.0

Somewhere in the system, most people lose socks during the wash/dry process - luckily, we have elle to throw in with the whites to make sure that everything stays together:

Shaggy.

At this rate, Smiley is going to be needing pigtails by the end of the month:

Playground Law #4.

If you happen to find yourself at the triangle in Tarrytown and you attempt to bring your offspring over to the swing that elle waited (patiently) for 20 minutes to occupy -- this is likely to be the response that you will get:

Disneyland.

The happiest place on earth?

You might have a kid that loves to curl up with their favorite blanket, others can't wait for a dose of tasty food, and some are transfixed by their favorite toys...we have even heard rumors of babies that actually enjoy relaxing with their awesome parents on the couch.

However, if you own an elle - nothing (NOTHING!) is cooler than finding a stash of running shoes:

Welcome to India!

We have new leaders in our contest for our 2007 Worst Parents in the World...I present you with Baby v. Cobra:

Edomae-sushiza.

A tea set? How quaint...

Modern offspring should upgrade to something more progressive:

"This new slicing sushi set is a meal fit for an emperor! Three types of sushi rolls come with shrimp, tuna, salmon roe and egg toppings, and a few more condiments. Also includes cleaver and chopsticks. Crafted of select quality hardwoods, finished with colorful non-toxic dyes."

Seis de Mayo.

The Dryer.

Upside-down, sideways, twisted, and inside-out:

8 seconds.

Until this very day, no one had ever been able to tame Bonecrusher 3, the zooligically-insane bucking zebra:

Zidane.

Not that we are encouraging any particular sport...

Laundry Day.

Damn socks...