World Turned Upside Down

Having a baby will do that to you. Happy Five Months, Fredo.

Just tha' Boyz

So, Freddy got left with his dad, ALONE, for almost the entire day today. To be honest, there was some trepdiation, by both Freddy and Dad, but as you can see, there was nothing to worry about. The day was pure, unadulterated, and TOTALLY un-contrived FUN:

First, we played some hoops:

















Then we listened to some hip-hop:

















Then we talked (Pirates) baseball:

And finally, we kicked back with a couple of cold ones:

The perfect end to a perfect day of male bonding. Stay tuned for the next post, entitled: "Mom reveals what REALLY happened." :)

RAD GLAD WELL-CLAD JAD the DAD

To celebrate Dad Day, Freddy gave his Dad a bobblehead of their mutual favorite current member of the Pirates roster, FRD's namesake, Freddy Sanchez. Freddy couldn't decide who had the more enormous head.

He also played wildcat in the Zona t-shirt his Aunt Jennie gave him back when the shirt seemed so giant we couldn't imagine it would ever fit. AND, speaking of putting on the pounds, he graduated from his baby bjorn carrier to the uberchic Ergo carrier his Nana gave him before he was born. And he couldn't keep his eyes open in it.
Oh yeah, then some more intense sitting with the goal of exhausting oneself so to go to sleep early so that dear dad can enjoy his OTHER father's day present, Deadwood Season Three on DVD. yippee!

Sorry

This whole sitting up thing is just cracking us up. Has anyone ever tried to do something more hilarious and difficult looking? Of course, that intense look on Freddy's face could also be b/c lately he's been thinking really hard about how he might be able to eat the camera.

The Jolliest Jumper

Sorry this is sideways. Freddy's parents aren't too clever.

Apparently

being 4.5 months old is entirely about figuring out who thinks you're cute enough to allow you to douse them in spitup, drool, and/or poop and still wants to give you hugs, kisses, and unlimited cuddling. Freddy found himself some good suckers. Do you blame us?

Greensboro Dayz

Freddy was a little skeptical at first of the idea of moving to the 336, but he seems to be adjusting well (not that he'll ever forget his roots: holla back 919!!). These days he's mostly just enjoying the fact that his parents have smiles back on their faces after a couple tense moving weeks (a tautology in our household). Even Zilch is feeling the euphoria: he has decided to turn over a new leaf and try his paw at enjoying this whole baby thing. We're CAUTIOUSLY optimisitc about that...

JD, JD and Other Adventures

Busy times in the life of Frederick Duberstein! First and foremost, just in time for Mother's Day, Freddy is very proud and excited to announce the graduation of his father from the world of Eternal Education into the Land of Lawyers and People in General Who Work for a Living.

In other recent events, Freddy left the state for the first time to attend the beautiful wedding of his newest crush, Eliza Harrington Meyers (!!!), in Washington, DC. The paparazzi were unable to get a shot of baby and bride together, but we were able to catch a glimpse of what Freddy wore to the glamorous affair before being sent back to the hotel for his very successful stay with his First Ever Babysitter, who remarked upon leaving "what an easy baby!" HA! Guess Freddy kept the Turkmen in him at bay.

Oh yeah, did Freddy mention his parents bought him a new house in Greensboro? The big move is this weekend.

So, other than that, it's just been a lot of hanging around, spitting up, giggling, trying to sit up, and other general baby shenanigans.

By the way

Our friend David Nahm was over today and mentioned that Freddy's looking a bit like Peter Lorre these days. And I think we have to agree.

Three Month Birthday

At three months old, lots of things become easier for the infant -- holding up his head, using his hands, outlining for his federal jurisdiction exam, but among all the developmental milestones for Freddy, beginning to laugh has been his parents' favorite so far. Of course, there is such a thing as giggling TOO hard. Check out the boy in action . . .

Where Has Turkmenbaby Gone?

I suppose it's happened before. Even the most extreme and ruthless of tyrants can get soft in their old age: Yasser Arafat, Muammar Khaddfi, Kevin Federline. Turkmenbaby joins their ranks these last few weeks, showing an almost sweet and humane side by often sleeping through the night and making irresistable cooing sounds and goo-goo eyes at his family members. Maybe it was prompted by the humiliation of losing all the hair on one side of his head while the other side continues to flourish. Who knows. Nevertheless, regard him here on his throne, angelic and composed.





And here with GranJan, overseeing the Easter festivities.





And here, enduring a ridiculous hat.













And it even turns out it's fun to share. Here he is during his ball of a playdate with the very handsome young Jacob Boyer.



In fact, so moved by this transformation, Turkmenbaby now wants to spread the amazing news to the world that people CAN change. Freddy, you are an inspiration.

My Two Men

I mean really. Is there anything cuter?