Let it snow!

When parents arrive at a hospital for the delivery of a child, they should have a video camera implanted in their forehead. Otherwise, they’re bound to end up like me, always ready to record historic moments–Washington crossing the Delaware, the first Thanksgiving (and the turkey fryer conflagration the ever-cautious Pilgrims created that had everyone eating venison), and 3B’s first walk in the snow–but with nothing to record them with…except my phone.

Apologies, then, for the quality, but you get the general idea.

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  • 3B is ready for Mammoth or the Rockies1

  • Too cute for words.

  • Anonymous

    Is that the unforgetable Jerry Antes singing???

    TCB on cold feet.

  • Christy

    Adorable! But how did he get so big? Jack is crazy jealous of his walking prowess.

  • Very cute. But get a hat on that kid! (Sorry, it’s a Waldorf thing…hats and body warmth are a big deal.)

  • Mary: We’ll send him your way. Look for a box that’s talking to itself.

    King: If only I had the recording, it would be.

    Christy: I’m not sure, but I think his growth is somehow related to his prodigious appetite. I’m sure Jack is jealous. With the height and speed that walking provides, he could get your car keys into an electrical outlet before you could even turn around. Good times.

    Henitsirk: Hey, thanks for the tip. The hat was in my pocket. If you have a sure-fire way to get him to always wear a hat and never tear it off and throw it down in the snow, mud, or an icy puddle, do share.