Debi walked into the office today while I was holding Toren. She was wearing a tanktop (yea Florida weather!) and I noted that I could see her ribs. I’ve been…
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Debi walked into the office today while I was holding Toren. She was wearing a tanktop (yea Florida weather!) and I noted that I could see her ribs. I’ve been…
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Okay, I have to admit I don’t know if this is unique or even if this is a good thing or bad thing, but Toren can devour a 2.5 oz…
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Toren’s quirks are funny (okay, that seems redundant, to call a “quirk” funny when quirky can mean funny… I digress). He was coughing for attention for a while. Now, he…
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Aside from nearly missing my flight, not much interesting happened here. I arrived at Gatwick a bit later than I had hoped, about 1 hour and 45 minutes before my…
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Every Gerber “solid” food we’ve given Toren he has liked: carrots, green beans, peas, applesauce, squash, and sweet potatoes. But when we tried to make our own, Toren wasn’t interested:…
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This was our last day of touring around London. As we had visited all of the major attractions that we really wanted to see in the previous days, we opted…
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I’ve mentioned several times now that Toren is into imitating what we do. He tried a banana this way, then caught Debi eating an apple one morning and wanted to…
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We were surprised at how many things we had been able to fit in at this point. If you’ve been reading these posts chronologically, you’ll know that we skipped two…
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Toren’s initially tepid response to “solid” food has been replaced with his new response – he eats like a shark, in huge gulps. And when the food doesn’t arrive fast…
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I drug Steve out to do a little more Sociology-related fieldwork during this day in London – we made the obligatory pilgrimage to the burial place of Karl Marx, Toren’s…
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