Showing posts with label Lucy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucy. Show all posts
Monday, July 9, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Lucy's First and Second
Couple weeks ago we celebrated Lucy's first birthday with her second pinata:
As my brother-in-law observed, we're wasting no time in teaching her the timeless principle of scapegoating. Excellent.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Alias
Lucy Byers, aka Goose, aka The Gosling, aka Minnow, aka Australopithecus, aka Chubs. And now, aka Bunny:
And just because I can't resist posting this one:
And just because I can't resist posting this one:
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Leaven Life: Baking Tip
Don't try to bake while taking care of a baby. Baking and baby do not mix. I've attempted to bake bread several times since becoming a parent, and I usually end up with dough in trash and flour on baby.
These are two loaves of Stollen bread I baked recently while Lucy was in the care of someone else:
And what do you get when you make Christmas goodies while watching a 4 month old? Chocolate on baby:
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Lucy
...And I'm back.
Since the last post, I have been forced to finally grow up and keep another human being alive 24 hours a day. My wife and I were going to start with a pet, like a hamster, and maybe move up to a dog or a tiger. But we decided to skip all that and went straight for the infant homo sapiens sapiens.
This is a digital 2D representation of a real 3D beeby named Lucy Anne Byers:
I know she's mine because she has my receding hairline and she often cries when a stranger holds her.
Since the last post, I have been forced to finally grow up and keep another human being alive 24 hours a day. My wife and I were going to start with a pet, like a hamster, and maybe move up to a dog or a tiger. But we decided to skip all that and went straight for the infant homo sapiens sapiens.
This is a digital 2D representation of a real 3D beeby named Lucy Anne Byers:
I know she's mine because she has my receding hairline and she often cries when a stranger holds her.
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