More developments

First off, I have to apologize for not adding to the blog in almost a month. Things have been absolutely busy these days, and there hasn't been much time to sit at the computer and upload photos accompanied by pithy commentary of late. In any case, as you can see from the previous entry, Rowan is in the throes of potty training, thanks in large part to the efforts of Bel. He's even graduated from newspaper to an actual kiddy potty. We also have him pee into a jar that we keep under the sofa, which he's pretty good about. A few slow, upward-moving whistles and his little one whizzes on command.

And now, we're proud to report, he's moved on to solid foods at the tender age of two and a half months. Yes, he just loves carrots, though his body has trouble digesting this little morsel, much less actually chewing it into smaller pieces and washing it down with a glass of chianti. The carrot, meanwhile, doesn't seem to mind, even smiling through the whole ordeal of being gnawed on with Rowan's toothless mandibles. Just wait until he tries cow...