Miles’s burgeoning obsession with dogs has started to reach critical mass. He’s started demanding the small toy dog on my desk, pointing at the floor and barking (as if to point out where a dog should be), and (as seen last week) enjoying dog-related exploits on television. As such, the package we received from our friend Bram today could not have come at a more opportune time. Recognizing that a first birthday calls for a gift, Bram sent along a plush Snowy straight from Belgium, the land of Tintin’s birth! As I’m sure he would do with a real dog, Miles held the doll in a death-grip as he fell asleep.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 