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We want to acknowledge and thank everyone for the supportive comments on CM's last post. It is our intent here at Thumblini Central to provide honest, potentially provocative reflections (and cutesy photos), and we very are thankful for the hear hears. Sometimes this parenthood thing is messy, sometimes even the hardiest binding ties tend to pinch a little, and (to really mix the metaphors) it seems somehow inevitable that as new parents we find ourselves stepping into thin air on a regular basis.

Hey, how 'bout those cutesy photos!?

Here, Thumblini catches up with her extremely special friend, The Toogster: a buddy from the Old Country who managed to convince her parents to come to Thumblini's party many leagues from home. The Bliniesque-One was touched (see above), but the parents were dumbstruck with happiness and a general sense of The Shivers. Soon, Boothbay friends, we meet again. 

What the heck's in there? Is that an economy-sized tub of Gerber's Stage One Beef and Vegetables, or is Daddy brewing up another batch of porter? Either way: kids, large buckets are not toys.

Just being cute. See how I've been packing on the grams since I got home?

Thumblini, it turns out, is very sensitive to the sun (must be the eyes, methinks). We have known for some time that she fusses in the car, turning this way and that, but when it was finally warm enough to run some errands outside, we broke out the new stroller and started on our way. We'd made it only feet before the screaming began, so we high-tailed it to the nearest The Children's Place and outfitted the baby in this year's finest pinks. The shades and shading seemed to soothe her. Maybe everyone should wear these kind of glasses?...

- DD