Last week’s game was a fun one, wasn’t it?
Congratulations to Dr. Nic for being the first person to guess the eternally etertaining Bjork!
You can definitely recognize the resemblance when you put the “then” and “now” photos together, although I can totally see where La Petite Acadienne was coming from when she suggested Billy Corgan! I think it is the reverse bowl cut that she had going.
As for today, we’ve got this pint-sized charmer…
No, this isn’t about that interminable “reality” “star.” Anybody who makes me use quotation marks that flagrantly doesn’t deserve a post!
No, this is to announce the latest in what seems an endless stream of poorly-thought-out doll choices: Heidi Klum
Now, remember, we were all in favour of the Angela Merkel Barbie, even wishing it would go into regular production instead of remaining some kind of tantalizing “hahaha, as IF we’d give you a role model” prototype. Instead, it must be said that we can’t really get behind this:
Although we can think of a lot of frat boys who’d like to try.
Guess who is introducing a luxury line of dresses for toddlers in the middle of a recession?
Oscar de la Renta, of course!
According to the article in W magazine, the dresses are in fabrics such as silk and crepe de chine, exactly the kinds of fabrics I want my three year old to wear!
Not that I think there is anything wrong with little girls having pretty dresses. Of course they should have pretty dresses. Just maybe not dresses that cost from $230 to $330. I know that there will always be a class of people who thinks nothing of buying a three hundred dollar dress for their child, it just seems weird when so many people are out of work to purchase something so expensive that will be worn for all of six months or so.
I also think that if I dressed my daughter in something that cost that much money, I would be following her around and perhaps even feeding her myself just to make sure she didn’t get a stain and ruin the dress.
Granted, the end of the piece states that Oscar will be donating $100 from every sale to the Children’s Defense Fund, which is definitely a worthy cause. But I would sort of rather people just donated on their own, you know?
Or, maybe I’m just jealous.
Huh: If this were in the Bible Belt, you’d think people would welcome it as good news!
Unfortunately, they are coming for your library privileges.
Seven year old Dominick Philip took part in a promotional photo session for the local newspaper, promoting the Nazareth Library, where he is known to be something of a regular. Sadly, it turns out that Dominick is an illegal alien intellect, hailing from nearby Tatamy, presumably home of wisdom-thieving Inkbacks who come over the county line in the dark of night, seeking to steal the 2 weeks of My Friend Flicka and The Hardy Boys which should rightfully belong only to those of Nazarene residency and status. When the heinous rights-theft was discovered, his library card was naturally revoked!
A library employee checked Dominick’s address after seeing his photo in the paper, then called and left a message on the family’s answering machine with the news, Melissa Philip says.
“As a parent, it just makes you upset,” she says, noting that it’s outrageous someone took time to research her son. “It’s a little over the top.”
I know this picture has been out for a day or so, but I couldn’t resist posting it.
Have I told you how parallel my life is with that of Sarah Jessica Parker’s? I mean, we have sons born a couple of weeks apart, and then lo and behold, my daughter is due only a few months from when Sarah’s were!
Coincindence? I think not.
Let’s just forget about the parts which have her being a megastar and marrying Ferris Bueller. Those don’t match up, and I’m conveniently leaving them out.
But, I’m looking at James Wilkie in this photo. I’m not exactly seeing utter joy and happiness on his face as he gazes down at one of his twin sisters. Not to say that he looks unhappy, but it is more of a look that you would give to an interesting and/or dubious item on your dinner plate, no?
You know, there are times when I really dislike the FDA. Imagine how much easier our lives could be, ladies!
And here’s our quote of the day, from Paul Drielsma in the NYT, via Kottke:
Scour the parenting forums on the Internet and you’ll find the common lament that “DH” (darling husband) expects a medal whenever he “babysits” junior for a few hours. I have little sympathy for DH in these cases, but maybe a step in the right direction would be to stop using language that suggests hired help — to stop referring to DH’s job in the same terms as somebody who could legitimately stick his hand out at the end of his shift and demand a tip. DH isn’t babysitting, he’s parenting, and just changing that one word changes, for me at least, all sorts of connotations.
Perhaps a few learning aids would help?
Last week I asked how you felt about male circumcision in babies. The results came out with fifty four percent of the vote calling it “unnecessary and barbaric,” although special mention must be made that an anti-circumcision group got ahold of the poll and in my mind, skewed the results.
Thirty seven percent felt that it was entirely up to the parents to decide, and I’m with the thirty seven percent. Although I’m fairly sure that without outside intervention, this number would have been much, much higher.
Today, I want to focus on divorce, with Jon and Kate Gosselin being in the news about their impending one.
What’s happenin’, dudes and dudettes? We’ve got a dy-no-mite winner of our groovy Friday Caption Contest, and that’s no jive.
Frontier Former Editor Says:
June 28th, 2009 at 8:50 am
The founding meeting of Celebrity Families With Children Having Gender Identity Issues . . .
Congratulations and imaginary swag to Frontier Former Editor. And now, for the presentation of some suitably swinging swag. Give a feverish welcome to the groovaliciousPUMA Cell Meio in oh-so-fashionable orange.
I don’t know why, but I have a weakness for hooded towels.
I hadn’t really been all that familar with them before the Munchkin was born, and thus sort of ignored them as “non-necessary” items, even though I got quite a few of them as shower gifts.
Apparently, everybody but me knew how totally adorable babies and kids look while wearing them. My heart melted when I first beheld the infant Munchkin with one on, and I have the feeling more of them will be finding their way into our house.
Mullins Square Hooded Towel Monkey
