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Dada, Mama, and Avery - with her ears on.

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Avert your eyes.  You are not up to this.  The human mind has not evolved to the point where it can withstand such intensely high levels of stimulation.  You heart will boil.  Your brain will turn to goo.  Your face will split in half.  Your day will be utterly ruined, and your family may not recognize you.

Unless you like cute baby pictures.  Then I imagine you will be fine.  If you are currently in a cubicle at work, you will soon be surrounded by coworkers wanting to know why you made the gushy cute picture noise so loudly.  Probably, they have heard you do it before.

You have been warned.

Avery with her ears on.

Told you.  Scoop your heart soup back up into your chest.  Should I continue?  Or should we wait for everyone to gather round?

Mama and Pepper with her ears on.

It’s just a bit ridiculous how one fella can score so high on the beautiful family scale.  I must have bribed somebody huge in the lineup.

Adrian will not again be hit by a truck.

Wait, how’d that get in there?  That is not even a little bit of a cute baby pic.  What’s the deal, yo?  Well, as it happens, Marjorie thought it would be fun to buy me a violently orange toque so I wouldn’t get hit by trucks anymore.  I love it, of course.  So there.

Avery looking about as cute as humanly possible with Rita

Look at that adorable baby girl!  I can hardly stand it!  Gramma-by-proxy Rita had to wait patiently for her Peppermint time, but they both enjoyed it when it finally happened.

Dada, Mama, and Avery - with her ears on.

And there’s the Taverner family (Taverner-Phillips, just for Andrea Lewis-Taylor).  It’s true, sometimes Dada is allowed to be in the pictures.  Sometimes.

I looked to see if I had any pics worth sharing from yesterday’s L’Oréal Professionnel shoot at Le Parker Meridien, but the guy behind the camera, strangely, doesn’t get much opportunity to take pics.  I wonder if I could have said “ironically” there.  I think I could have.  Maybe I’ll get a chance to snap a couple behind-the-scenes during the two-day shoot in a couple weeks.

Avery’s US passport arrived yesterday, and mine from Canada today.  Her picture is adorable and hilarious.  Mine is… not.  But we are both travel-able.  Marjorie has started packing for Christmas.  Not lying.  Well, exaggerating.  She’s unburied the old cellphone.  Unburied is a word?  Where are you now, spellcheck?  Anyway, Marjorie is very excited that her trip home is barely more than a month away.  Which isn’t unreasonable, given how fast the last two months have flown by.  Little Pepper is eight- and a half- weeks old.  Already.  The brain astounds.  I am boggles.

She smiles a lot.  Huge grins as soon as she wakes up and sees you.  That’ll brighten your day, yes it will.  And she’s just shy of laughing.  She squeaks.  And chirps.  Marjorie put her down on her back on my chest, and I talked to her, and she twisted her head around to look up at me, and reached right up to touch my face.  All on purpose and everything.  She lost her hands again right away, but it’s all happening.  Next comes college, I suppose.

I can tell I’m working more these days.  I’m writing less on the ol’ bloggy blog.  I’d love to talk about our various writing projects, and it’s very tempting, but there are as many cautionary tales as there are stolen ideas, so you’ll just have to wait for the movie.  Or tv series.  Or app.  All of these things are coming.  2013 is looking… full.

What would I like for Christmas, after family, friends, health, happiness, and a general feeling of global peaceyness?  These or this?

And what about the light of my life, my best girl ever, my darling beloved bride?  This is out of the question.  Also this.

For Avery… possibly something crinkly to bat around.  Used wrapping paper would do the trick.  No?

Coming soon: the latest Best Christmas Ever.

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Pepper is coooooool

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Pepper is coooooool

‘S’cool, bro.  All chillaxified, yo.  I couldn’t be more grooooovy, she says, if I actually had headphones on.  Yeahhh.

After a long day of loving my little girl, rolling a site migration forward, having two prepro meetings, and trouble shooting Time Warner’s trouble shooting of someone else’s network (yeah, I’ve just about had it with them), I am home, and it is lovely to be home.

Gotta be landed with brain at the shooting loc in the morning though, so I’ma go to bed.  Hopefully tomorrow night there will be Skyping with my sister.  Is skyping a verb yet?  To skype?

Hugs & kisses.

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