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Well the quota for gentle reminders to post has been met... and surpassed... so, congratulations Bostoniacs, here's another mesmerizing display of talent and charm. In my defense, however, there haven't been any events drastic enough to pull me up out of my mire of full-time-job-full-time-family-man-part-time-school-sometime-snoozer, but here's what I like to call a Barrage of Boston.

A week ago we had some computer problems, and Boston wanted to help me. And by "wanted to help" I, of course mean, "saw a ginormous rat's nest of wires upon which to feast".

Boston sometimes feels like a caged animal. He tuckered himself out during a harrowing escape... a very adorable, harrowing escape.

Boston is almost just as big as George. They've gotten into this "matching outfits" phase. Those crazy kids.

This is Boston's "gets-the-ladies" outfit. This is also Boston's "gets-the-ladies" pose. This is just Boston gettin' the ladies.

We found this awesome hat for the little guy... as you can see this is the only time it stays on his head for longer than the time it takes his hand to reach his head.

Boston is finally showing an interest in books besides being a part of a well-balanced diet. Kjerstin reads to him all the time, and the "Monkeys on the Bed" book is one of his favorites.

This is one of those rare moments when I can tell Boston to smile and he doesn't blow me off for... well anything else. He just loves his mommy.

Boston and I were waiting while Kjerstin ran into the store. I was frantically trying to find something to entertain the exasperated young man, but Boston got bored and fell asleep... mid-graham cracker.

There are many techniques out there for getting your infantoddler ready for bed... this is mine. I think it gives him good dreams... of being eaten.

Now, hopefully I won't let another month go by without posting, but I'm pretty lazy and have a problem with commitment... so... we'll see how things go.