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These were taken nearly a week ago in a veritable orgy of redundant portraiture. It was the first time his eyes were open a significant number of minutes on end, and before midnight, a time when I am (a) capable of focussing on objects as small as his eyes, and (b) capable of being happy they’re open, period.
How many images can a baby-drunk parent actually take in a — here, let me check — yep, in a twenty minute span, one might ask? You guess!
I will entertain guesses from both you regular readers up until, oh, let’s say 11:59 SATURDAY NIGHT (Feb 3). Whichever of your guesses comes the closest to the number of pictures I managed to take in that twenty minute portrait orgy wins a prize! I will purchase and have sent to you your very own “One of my moms is blogging this” t-shirt (or bib, or whatever) from Mombian.
If you’re the lucky winner but aren’t a lesbian mom blogger, well, I suggest you meet one, and give her this t-shirt as a delightful and unexpected gift. If you really can’t find a way to meet a lesbian parent anywhere (and we really are everywhere; the most recent census established that we’re in 99.3% of American counties), I might consider swapping your lesbo mom blogging product for a copy of this critically acclaimed, edifying book by and about lesbo mums such as myself.
Meanwhile, I have to note that those images above are sooo one week ago. He’s way grown up now that he’s, like, two weeks old. As evidenced below, receiving the umpteen gazillionth kiss of the day from his big sis:
[Addendum: And the winner is…]