Teeny Manolo

Well, at least they’re both healthy. I think this first one is what happens when cat ladies get pregnant.

I could do one of these myself, but Defamer already used all the best names. Yes, the Mini-McConaughey has arrived, and has also been given the conspicuously Old Testament name of Levi Alves McConaughey, but let that not stop us. I’m not 100% sure, but I think anyone can vote on their site, although not comment. But everyone can vote here!

Keep in mind the family’s colourful tradition of nomenclature: his nephew is named Miller Lyte, and there was a consistent rumour he wanted to call the kid Bud. I’m just sayin’!

Defamer’s suggestions for names:

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I’m already on my trip, but I can assure you that I overpacked.

I am going to stand up right here an now and admit to you all that “Hello, my name is Glinda and I am an overpacker.”

In this day and age of charging for extra baggage on flights, this is not a good thing.  Not at all.

However, every time I underpack, I find myself in dire need of something.

On my engagement trip to San Francisco, it was pants. Even in August, San Francisco is c-c-c-cold.

On a trip with a toddler, it was a particular type of diapers.  And nothing sucks more than having to hunt for a specific item in unfamiliar territory.  Just for expediency’s sake, I’m sure I spent more than I would normally be comfortable with.

And, we have all had to make that unfortunate trip to the hotel gift shop, and then forking over eight bucks for a tube of toothpaste.  A small tube of toothpaste.

But not Glinda.  Not since what our family has labeled “The Swim Diaper Incident” has she been without anything that she needed, anytime, anywhere.  Even on a trip to the park, I will pack everything I think we could use.

Often I am mistaken for a pack mule, but I’m ok with that.

Boy Scouts got nothing on me.

It’s the weekend. Kick back and have a few lols. Lyk dese:

Er, well, maybe these are just games I’ve never heard of before. These games are fun for the whole family, and perfect for those game nights! They all promise to not be boring for the older set, as there comes a point when you can play Candyland or Monopoly only so many times.

Quiddler Ages 8+ Sort of like Scrabble, but with cards. And a little more complicated.

Five Crowns Ages 10+ It comes closest to rummy, with five suits. Start with 3’s, and they are wild. Go on to 4’s and 4’s are wild, and so on…

Blokus Ages 5+ A game of strategy, in which your blocks may not be adjacent to anyone else’s blocks, but yet touch at least one corner of one of your other blocks. And once the block is down, that’s it!

SET Game Ages 6+ A card game where the object is to find specific sets.

Pass the Pigs Ages 7+ A game of chance in which you accumulate points by rolling two cute pink piglets.

Wild Planet Hyper Dash Ages 7+ An electronic game that gets the players moving! The game gives commands as to specific targets, and you have to run around the house or yard to get them! Has four different levels and four different game modes to challenge memory, coordination, and teamwork.

Mayfair The Settlers of Catan Board Game Ages 12+ Catan is an imaginary island that is different every time you play the game! The players are explorers and settlers who develop things on the island.

ThinkFun Rush Hour Ages 7+ Set up cars and trucks and try to maneuver your way through rush hour! Forty “road block” cards and four difficulty levels keep this game challenging!

Ticket to Ride Ages 8+ Claim your own railway route across the United States before your opponents get there first!

Deluxe Pit Ages 8+ A card game where you “corner the market” of a certain commodity. You’ll feel just like a stockbroker. But you’ll still be able to feel good about yourself in the morning.

via WanderingCoyote

Okay, so it’s not Beethoven. You think Beethoven’s Fifth would calm a crying baby? Behold the power of the greatest pacifier known to humanity, the ever-reliable Rickroll. I wonder what would happen if they played Rick Astley in Helmand; the entire region would break into a soporific version of the Hustle, shake hands, and declare peace. You doubt? You watch!

via Defamer.

Science Fiction changed my life (Museditions)

Wonder Bread as avant-garde art (Disembedded)

The littlest urinal (LilSugar)

Japanese booze for babies! (TrendsInJapan)

My kid is better than your kid (BarkeysGotBite, hat tip to CelebratingTheAbsurd)

My mom is worse than your mom (Dooce)

Dumb and Dumberer: new Food Network shows (FromScratch)

I hereby claim this female reproductive system in the name of…ME! (50books)

Craniofacial duplication: two perspectives (Fracas)

Make someone’s day: tell her your life sucks too! (WorkItMom)

April 1st comes later than expected (AwesomeMom)

More on the heartbreak of middle-class rejection (Dadsmacker)

Free the Fart! (MagnetoBoldToo)

Seat safety warning (SeismicTwitch)

Book vs Blog (PetiteAnglaise)

My goodness, is it Monday already?  It seems like just last week I was asking about teens and plastic surgery.  Oh, yeah, right. It was just last week.

The choice that got the highest vote count regarding teens wanting cosmetic surgery was that it saddens many people with sixty four percent of the vote.  The next highest was that these girls need a bit more life experience before making such a big decision with fifty eight percent.  Thirty eight percent said that they were totally against it, which I agree with.

There was a big debate going on in the comments about what constitutes cosmetic surgery, and I would have to say that I don’t consider braces to qualify.  I think that if a person just doesn’t like the way something looks and wants to change it, even though it functions properly, would be my criteria.  In that regard, teeth that need braces are not functioning properly, so I don’t lump them in the same category as a breast augmentation. 

And there you have it folks, my two cents.

The last few months have seen us at birthday parties galore, sometimes with multiple birthday parties per week.  I have to say that it has given me a great opportunity to see all kinds of children of many ages, as well as differing ethnic and social backgrounds.  Kids really are fascinating, and nothing brings personalities to the forefront like a party.  When faced with the social jungle of the bounce house and unfamiliar faces, I am often surprised at how even children I thought I knew well, act. 

It got me marveling at how fabulously different their personalities are, and how children differ from their parents and even siblings.

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Beaker was always my secret favorite, so it’s nice to see him getting his due finally, rather than playing a slightly addled Igor to some mad scientist. Also, the velvet lounge suit really brings out the Titian glory of his hair, don’t you think?

via Valleywag

This is what it’s like to work for a celebrity. In limos, you are the one stuck on the jump seat while the boss gets the whole back to himself. In restaurants, you get the table by the bathroom door while the owners ply the celeb with Champagne and truffles. And when it comes to reader-submitted vintage YouTubes of Texans endangering their chillens for the sake of a tawdry few moments of fame, you get sloppy seconds.

So go over to The Manolo’s place for the very best in Baby Hater news. I’m going to drown my sorrows in Ovaltine…