Genevieve is 8 months old.
In honor of that, I have updated Fancy Nancy in the glider pictures.
Ah, I want these glasses.
Mother, why am I wearing this headband?
Have you seen my feet?
They're amazing.
Wardrobe change.
That headband was cramping my style.
Or I tried to eat it.
I look everywhere but at my mother's camera, or at the cooing baboon standing behind her that is my father.
Get that camera out of my face, jerks!
I feel so violated. I feel like Kim, and Kanye's gonna break your lens!
I'm sorry.
That was harsh.
I never write from G's perspective, but these ridiculous monthly photos lend themselves beautifully to baby monologues.










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