Month: August 2008

… than chewing on Mommy’s hair.

Okay, this concept has led to some confusion in the past, so just to be perfectly clear: Conrad is Conrad, today. Condad is me, in 1966.

Conrad

Condad

Conrad

Condad

That was yesterday. Today he liked it just fine.

The title refers to the fact that in this photo Conrad looks more like he’s playing the harmonica than eating a teething biscuit. We expect him to pop a tooth pretty soon but he doesn’t seem to be in any pain yet. So maybe we should hold off on the teething biscuits, which turn to a paste that quickly hardens on hands, face and bib. For a while we thought we’d have to use a green scrubby to get it off.

Our stove is acting funny and the repairman came yesterday. We need a new igniter. Sounds perfectly reasonable, considering that a stove only has a few key functions and igniting is certainly one of them.

He told me that our stove has a “Sabbath” feature. At first I thought I misheard him, or that he was setting up an Ozzy Osbourne joke. But no, the Sabbath feature apparently keeps the stove at a constant temperature all day so that you can use it without pressing any buttons.

We can debate the existence of God all we like, but can’t we all agree that if there is one, He would not be fooled by this?

“Hey! Thou shalt not… Oh wait, it’s a KitchenAid. Enjoy the meatloaf.”