November 8, 2010
Levi
If any of you have been missing me here’s what I’ve been up to.
Levi was born October 31, 2010 at 2:04 PM and weighed 8 pounds, 4 ounces. He was 19 inches long.
We’re all happy and healthy.
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comments:
- Sheila Ryan: This (the goatish clip) is curiously reminiscent of a little video of me and a wiener dog that I hope to...
- Derek White: Roasted cattle limbs.
- Derek White: Oh, and if you’re wondering what futuku is, google it .. there’s some video out there of...
- Derek White: Evidently the guy who painted those is some strange homeless guy in Kibera slum or something, my friends...
- Derek White: Dude’s got some pipes.
- Sheila Ryan: Young friend to family: “Sheila’s going to lie on the floor of the Stabbin’ Cabin and...
- Sheila Ryan: Also: O Canada!
- Sheila Ryan: I can’t help myself. I know it’s corny, but I love it.
- Sheila Ryan: (I was thinking about goats again.)
- Sheila Ryan: Dog’s okay, but dog and I have an early call tomorrow for another production. I have fallen into...
- Sheila Ryan: Futuku.
- Derek White: … see also Got Got Your Tongue.
- Derek White: … your tongue? One for Goat Rodeo for sure.
- SC: What the HELL is that? I think I missed the nacho cheese lava scene. No, I missed the nacho cheese lava scene. Is...
- Sheila Ryan: Last night I dreamt of “nacho cheese” lava. True story. True dream-story, anyways.
That little guy is a handsome one. (And I love your Twitpic that showed his hands. His hands are the best.)
The Iz, she is a hard act to follow, but Levi will be up to it.
Sheila, wait until you see his freakin’ feet.
Also, I’m not sure he’s going to pull off the sunglasses the same way the Iz can.
Well, he will develop his own style, I’m sure!
Happy for all of you.
No one could blame you for being preoccupied.
what a handsome young man!
I like babies. This is a fine example of one.
A most excellent baby.
Nice sheets. Just right for such a beautiful boy. I hope you all get some rest soon!
Oh god, it’s actually cute! I’m not kidding! Some babies look like potatoes, but that baby is cute. Between the Iz and Mr. Levi, you’re gonna have your hands full for quite a while.
Best to you and Alicia!
….and I win the cookies
He is so stinkin’ cute! I can’t wait until Sunday!
Get ready, Michael. You’re going to have to buy big shoes and big gloves. Only happiness, my wish for you all!
XOR
I cut my hair like that today. If I had the right blanket (and a onesy) I’d take a picture.
Deron. Onesie and a blankie. Ode to his subconscious. Want.
They sell onesies for adults at Target.
I’m a facilitator.
Deron in jammies with feet.
Whaaaaaaa.
Thanks, all!
Deron’s pulling your legs. He’s wearing a onesie now. It’s all he owns; onesies and a pair of camo cargo shorts.
A couple of sets of camo onesies.
I’ve got some plaid shorts too.
Deron just tears holes in a new garbage bag every day. It’s better because that way everyone can hear him coming, and every day you get a new outfit!
Crinkle, crinkle, crinkle.
He is a sugar boy baby.
Deron?
Find him an alternate name, Carole, like you done with Mr. Boudreaux!
Not that Levi isn’t right for the boy. But we all need an escape hatch identity.
Yes, Michael. Carole was talking about me.
Halloween baby!
Rockin’!
Congratulations to all, he is very beautiful. Am I the only one that wants to smell him, if that is permitted? Baby skin is delicious.
Not to eat, obviously!
Wow. Baby Levi is wise. I can see it in his face. If there is such a thing as an old soul, Levi has one. Beautiful.
Phil, I love to smell babies. That’s the first thing I do around one. Babies smell even better than puppies.
Deron is a sugar boy too, but I was talking about the baby Levi this time. I am onworking a temporary alternate name, Shelia. I really need to see someone in 3D for that. But he’s so little a sort of “real” name might come to me anyway. It’s an essence thing.
I knew a guy named Dan back when, from Roanoke. He entered the University of Virginia before women were accepted there, in the days when men attended class in blue blazers and ties. When I met him he had a cigarette in one hand, a whiskey in the other and was partying down. With a big smile, he announced, “I am a buddhist.”
He was a great guy, fun to be around. I knew he was no “Dan,” but “Lester,” which is a Scottish and Irish surname of Gaelic origin, a variant of Lister. He thought the name and the concept were funny. But before long, he was calling himself Lester.
Michael, we were wrong.
I hate being wrong.
Deron. Trying to crowd out a baby. Poor Levi. Although he might be like my son. As soon as he could talk when anyone looked at him even for a second he said, “Why are you staring at me.”
Michael started it.
NEW PERSON! NEW PERSON! SUPER CUTE! man they’re awesome when they’re new. congrats, mr. smith.
Did not.
Mom!
Dang, you are good, Deron.
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