Saturday, September 22, 2007

wet onesie


cybele has started responding to "no" with some consistency. she's always been a little better at understanding it than others, grownups and infants alike, for all the long term good it will do her to obey the word. right now, i.e. this instant, she is walking around, having un-napped herself before the big kids, and drinking from someone else's sippy cup, either sophia's or mary's, and then letting the contents cascade down her chin and chest. she seems to think this deeply clever and profoundly hilarious. she could work in naughty gentlemen's club for dim-witted harvard MBA's (sorry for the redundancy) and other toddlers. help us find one: BAM, more money! she does the act, shakes the cup, and nods in delighted self-approbation. i outfitted all three in American Apparel clothes this week and the truth is that cybele wears them best. the kara-te pants are just so right-on on her short, bowed, fat legs.

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