Incoherent ramblings part deux

For some reason visitors to our home haven't found breast-milk to be an acceptable substitute for cream in their coffee.

Isn't swaddling the next best thing to putting your infant in a straight-jacket? Not that there's anything wrong with either of these approaches. I just wished the missus would quit trying to find somewhere to purchase a "swaddling" jacket for me.

Several of the sources we've read about breast-feeding say for the missus to eat a variety of foods as this will help to expand the phinlet's palate. I just find this hard to believe. I've tasted the stuff, breast-milk that is, and it doesn't resemble any type of food I've ever tasted.

Diaper manufactures are full of crap. Plain and Simple. Try we may we haven't been able to hit the ten pound weight limit on the phinlet diapers yet. Even when you consider add nine pounds of baby the crap starts spewing out of the sides long before the weight limit is reached. Perhaps if we duct-tape the top and leg opening shut it'll work, I'm just afraid the cleanup would be a bitch. I guess it goes to show there's no truth in advertising.

More pics of the phinlet below the fold after a quick warning to the other parents out there. You may want to lock your daughters up, teh cuteness may just be too much for the lasses to handle. We are of course beginning to negotiate doweries.

I really can't help but think of the family guy:
Peter: Brian, there a message in my cereal, it says OOOOO.
Brian: Peter those are Cheerios.

Of course after a hard day's work there's nothing better than a nap.