Bumbo no more

It recently dawned on Jack that his trusty Bumbo companion might be viewed by his infant peers as something of a crutch. So this week, Jack gave the Bumbo its walking papers and has begun making it a habit to set out on his front lawn excursions on his own.

Liquid diet no more

Jack's been dropping subtle hints that that weak Simulac Advance gruel just ain't cuttin it no more when it comes to fueling his heroic exploits. A few 3 a.m. wailings got the message out loud and clear. Now, thanks to his handiwork, when he comes home from a hard day at the day care center, he's greeted by something more befitting his expanding stature: Simulac Advance mixed with rice cereal (with no preservatives, thank you). The first meal went something like this:

Introductions made.

Partnership cemented.

Contents plastered.

Bottle nightcapped.

Pacifier sought.

Beth's birthday gift

Jack's allowance doesn't amount to much, so he had to resort to a fashion shoot for mom this year.

Jack gets visitors from far-flung lands

Beehners from far away descended upon Jack's crib this past week, seeking iPhone guidance and quality time out on the front stoop. Jack, once again, provided in full. It was nothing, he added.