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Tuesday, April 14, 2009  

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A few weeks ago, M. Edium was home sick from school, and although he didn't want to get dressed, we were able to impose upon him to wear his bathrobe over his pajamas to keep warm in the house. This doesn't seem like a significant development, until you realize that the last time he allowed someone to put a robe on him, his limbs didn't work yet.

Before:

I might object to this if I were larger than your forearm.

After:

I may have agreed to the wear the robe, but secretly I'm CRUSHING YOUR HEAD!

Luckily he was better in plenty of time for Easter yesterday. He's had his heart set on a Dinobot Transformer all week, and since there were only two of them at Target, he wasn't sure the Easter Bunny would be able to make it before they got snapped up.

Pulled off -- like the head soon will be

But the big rabbit pulled it off. Trash and I are being careful not to lose the instructions to this one, because without them, we can sort of transform the toy T. Rex into a kind of lumpen combination of Nite Owl and Quasimodo and that's it.

One of our favorite things about being adoptive parents is having his birth mom come over every Easter morning. And not just because she brings him a lot more loot so we don't have to come up with nearly as much.

Thank you, Bmom!

Just look at this little angel. He must be an angel, because that's the only explanation for what happened after the Easter egg hunt and breakfast: he said, "We need to go to church!" We were actually kind of amazed that he remembered the concept.

Daddy, are you going to go to Hell?

But with twenty minutes left before service started, what could we do besides put on decent clothes and head over there? Unlike the last time, he's since been to enough movies that he gets the concept of sitting quietly. Even if he can't quite pull it off.

Ah, well. The first thing every child learns in his or her spiritual education is that church is boring. In that sense, we're right on track.

posted by M. Giant 9:22 AM 5 comments

5 Comments:

Good god, I've been reading you since before there was even an M. Tiny, and now he's M. Edium! And so freaking CUTE!

By Blogger notanillusion, at April 14, 2009 at 10:12 AM  

OMG He is all grown up, isn't he? V. Cute.

By Anonymous Tim B, at April 16, 2009 at 7:35 AM  

Is someone punching M. Tiny in the first picture? I love how he's all dubious about the robe, even then.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at April 16, 2009 at 7:55 AM  

Ha! It does look like I am punching him. I have no idea what I was actually doing - M. Giant?

I love how his paci is as big as his face. He was so tiny!

By Anonymous Trash, at April 16, 2009 at 8:36 AM  

Holy crap! That last photo is one of those where you can see the 20-year-old guy, waiting in the future. People in 2025 will look at it and say, "whoa, he looks just the same."

My mind, it is blown.

By Blogger Febrifuge, at April 20, 2009 at 4:09 PM  

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