Sunday Night Baby Blogging
Specifically grand-baby blogging, more specifically still: baby granddaughter blogging.
Daughter-in-law Jean arrived at the airport a little after 4:00PM this afternoon, with the little bundle of fun named Kayla – so that wrapped up the rest of the afternoon, and the evening. Computers, the Internet, IRC, and blogging, were all a very long way from my mind.
I know, I know… the only thing worse than a proud grandfather with a wallet full of pictures is one with a blog, guess the readership will just have to deal with that.
The time has come to pass on to another generation the stories and lore of our ancestors and the absolute necessity of questioning the system……. she’s a tad young yet (only 10 1/2 weeks) for “The Coming of the Tuatha de Dannan”, “The Four Great Treasures”, or “The Boyhood Deeds of Cuchulain”, but it’s never too early to start on the other.
Slán y’all.
You’d better also be telling her the story of the great Niamh.
Aw to heck with that… I intend to take a gazillion pics of baby Douglas for Halloween, and Josh, and post em too!
Does it mean the kid is Irish? She’ll grow up to be a conservative. Ireland has done rather well from low tax capitalism.
The stories of the Fianna are just too important to the development of honour and morals to leave any of them out Cait, she’ll get Niamh and Oison for sure.
shlemazl, Kayla, like her grandda, and like just about everybody else on the planet, is a wonderful mix of people, places, ethnic backgrounds, and mythologies – from me she’ll get the stories and the values they contain from ancient Eire, from her da will she will get a different language, and from her mum and grandmum she will get yet another set of cultural stories, legends, and teachings, and from at least one of her aunts she will learn a really cool ancient tradition used for passing down stories and lore.
Having basically a-political parents that aspect of her upbringing will fall to me, and with luck the chances of her having any political affiliation will be slim.
– having said that, she is her own free person and will ultimately make up her own mind on that in the end.
Ireland has also done rather well from Eurosocialism, and has built up its national infrastructure, particularly in the booming Cork and Dublin new industrial areas, with the help of EU subsidies. Like Canada, they manage to successfully reconcile good business sense with a strong streak of socialism.
Whoops, sorry, this is a thread about cute babies, isn’t it?
Beautiful baby girl!!!
I wish I could have seen SL reduced to blubbering baby-talk, solidly tied around his granddaughters finger!
Squishes to that baby!
(Squishes to Ireland?)
What is it about cute animals and children that makes you want to nibble at them or squeeze them? In Persian, a common idiom expressing the cuteness of an individual translates to “May the mice eat you” – alarming, it would seem, but it captures the nibbling sentiment rather well.
Hmm. I’m thinking of some blogger who I just can’t put my finger on venting some frustration about the arrival of her offspring at a particularly challenging age, and I’m wondering how big a part being eaten by mice played in their upbringing…
High cuddle factor. The true weapon of mass brain destruction.