AND SHE HAS BOTH SOCKS ON. (photo taken by Lovely Bearded He Who Strung The Lights On The Christmas Tree Because I Was Too Frustrated To Take On The Task)
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Looking forward to a winter full of lisping
A can of worms
The bald men in her life
LeChico, I always smile at my kids constantly. Especially when I am feeding them and unaware someone is taking a picture. I never let them see me straight-faced. Ever.
please do, i’m curious what these photos are, but don’t loose any sleep if you can’t find them. great chatting. time to hit the hay. got a big day being mommy tomorrow.
She looks like she is going to tear up some mashed potatoes..YUM YUM. Too CUTE!
So MODEST.. no mention of your nomination at http://2004weblogawards.com/archives/poll.php
for best essayist (or however you spell it). Voted for you though
I’m a new reader. Always enjoy the pics and captions. Leta is adorable!
Hey, folks? I think everyone should go read what Jon had to say over at Blurbomat today. It’s very much something worth thinking about.
Leta: “Where’s the gravy?”
FYI – I read that. Interesting. I’m new to this whole thing and think that I’ll back off now… but it was fun while it lasted.
I’m just commenting hoping to get a few hits on my blog.
You’ve fallen into the abyss of the stay at home world. Kind of actually liking Oprah.
I can’t believe I said it out loud.
Love the Buffalo ’66 reference.
Tracy: *MMMMMMM Graaaaaaavy…*
(Since when did I start sounding like Homer Simpson in my own head?)
I am so hungry and you had to go and mention gravy.
carol – i went to school at gordon. how totally bizarre to find a post about wenham ma on this site.
You looked positively pissed!
So Dooce, what do you think of people who use your site as their chat room?
I love the look of determination on your face and the look of awe coming from Leta. Your hair looks great, as well.
is it that you don’t like canadians? how come i can’t see the new masthead? btw – very cute.
Hey Dooce! Love the new masthead. Speaking of trees… since I’m single and also too frustrated to string Christmas lights, I bought one of those fake ones with the LIGHTS ALREADY ATTACHED! It opens like an umbrella and the whole thing is a done deal within like 10 minutes. Actually, it looks real. I know it’s awful, but there WOULD BE NO TREE otherwise.
Okay, I am expecting my first child in February and I MUST KNOW OF THE BOOHBAH! Help?Help? I have to be prepared…
So Karo, Stacy, Heather2′s step-mom, and I are all Texans….YEEE HAAAWW! I’m sure we can all appreciate Dooce’s posts when she comments on her southern accent!
And yeah, I was a sobbing mess after ‘Oprah’ yesterday too. The first story (the one about the Spanish teacher’s estranged husband who came into her class and stabbed her) freaked the SHIT out of me! I’m a Spanish teacher, and my ex-husband is a jackass! (not that psychotic, though)
I hope Leta is feeling better really soon!
Yummy! Not the mashed potatoes, those yummy legs.
I, too, must give props for the Buffalo 66 reference. I say that all the time and my family is all, no, you mean spending, and I’m all, oh, forget it.
She looks like she’s enjoying the experience – I’m not sure if you’ll enjoy the resulting diaper change though!
My god! Do you people not sleep?
ChickenFlicken said at 08:19PM, 12.02.2004:
boobah= large, colorful uncircumcised penises.
I SO agree with that. They look as though they might have genital warts too with all of those gross little bumps on their heads. NASTY!
Thanks, Karo, on the tip about clearing the cache. I don’t know what that is, and I am a new mac user, so I would have TOTALLY been missing out on the awesome new toilet masthead. You are my new hero.
I am disappointed in the lack of mess associated with Leta’s first mash-a-potaties experience (cute childhood moniker that followed me into adulthood)
Mel S… I couldn’t agree more. i was in the uk when they were “launched” and oh my god r they grose!!! and what’s worse than the way they look? their names AND their annoying sounds. my niece loves it and its the only way i can shut her up when i’m babysitting
proportionately, my thighs are about the same as leta’s. how come mine aren’t that damn cute???*sigh* leta is such a doll!
i’m so sorry! i started off with somethg and ended up saying somethg totally different..
as i was saying…i was in the uk when they were â€œlaunchedâ€.. it was such a huge thg and everyone went beserk… full grown ADULT men logged into the boobah website to play their online games (shudders).. took my cue there and came back home
Let us all remember what it’s like to love carbs (i.e. potatoes, pasta, bread) unapologetically, like babies do.
God bless the spud!
My sister’s second son is the very charming and very vocal (and suddenly very mobile) male version of Leta. I MUST get her this Boohbah video of which you all speak–she needs something to calm (zombify) the child for 10 minutes. Which one is best??
Thanks, Auntie Sheila
Yes! thanks for the Oprah post. I didn’t watch yesterday but have bawled my eyes out many times. That woman is a manipulative genius!
I think my favorite recent episode was the one with the woman’s dirty house and the piles and piles of dog poop everywhere though. Not as heartwarming.
ps – Leta is beautiful.
I too, am new to the whole blog thing, and thought that it was just fun to read each other’s comments and respond, and tell stories. However, I will back off too.
On a positive note, Carol, Sheryl, Karen, Aaron, others, just think of how much free time we’ll gain by limiting our Dooce-aholic-ism.
i’ve finally made it! i’ve finally made it to the point that i’ve witnessed the Change Of The Masthead.
i’m so-o-o-o-o “in” now!
I mean this in the nicest possible way but isn’t watching boobah a little like watching a ward full of mental patients having psychotic episodes? And again, I mean this in a totally benign way – like I’m not saying that being entertained by a WFOMPHPE is a bad thing, just that it’s kind of the car wreck theory of entertainment. You can’t. look. away.
LOOK AT LETA’S LEGS! I just want to pick her up and squeeze her. Honestly, could she be any more adorable?
Wouldn’t it be nice if chubby thighs were considered cute after the age of 10?
And thanks for the reassurance on the mashed potatoes…I’ll let her know SHE’S the whacko…
Cool … thats the real taste experience …i would like to see all itens on your kitchen …its possible?? heh
You look so pissed off!!! Long day with the folks? Cuz that does NOT look like your kitchen.
I love the new design! If you ever get a chance to read this, please share your workouts with the rest of us.
After careful scrutiny of Leta’s outfit (awesome horse shirt, no pants in sight), I conclude this is from Thanksgiving at Chuck’s grandma’s house. But where are all the charming knickknacks?
I am experience an inexplicable craving for fat, juicy DRUMSTICKS now….
Sweet! I’ve never been anyone’s hero before!
And WTG on switching to a Mac. Soon we will take over the wooorrrllddd, bwa ha ha!
*rubbing dry hands together in glee*
I bet Leta would love some Swippatayduh Pah! (That would be Sweet Potato Pie to you non-Southerners.)
I love Oprah so much I wish she was my mom…seriously. If you knew my mom you would say that too.
vgmom – whatever.
Mash potatoes are just the best excuse for butter and salt.
Wouldn’t it be great to go pantsless sometimes like we did as kids? Somedays I just feel so restricted.
I forgot to express my congrats the other day on Leta’s foot breakthrough – way to go little bird!
I’ve been a faithful Oprah fan since the WAY old days (the 1980′s…GAH!) I’ve noticed lately that Oprah seems stressed out.
Maybe I’m projecting. I don’t know.
Dooce, you look grimly determined during the mashed potato feeding. Leta seems to be staring at your chest and thinking,”Sigh. That was so much easier than this spoon and high chair thing.”
Murphy, the mirror she used reverses images. :0)
Ah, what relief, I can out myself now as well as an avid oprah watcher. If dooce does it, it must be cool. I NEVER cry though, no, never, never.
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