After dinner, it is sometimes a good idea to wash the baby.

This baby happens to fit perfectly in the bathroom sink.

He discovered that if he splashes ferociously

then rubs really fast,

the counter is hilariously slippery!

This is really, really fun.

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Iris said:

“If you are taking pictures of Akiva in the sink,

then you have to take a picture of me in the shower.”

Usually a semi-nudist, she got dressed for the occasion.

Iris drew a picture on the mirror with glass-crayons.

Butternut squash in the sunshine. A giant knife comes to cut it.

The lines coming out of the bottom of the knife are its sharpness.

Later she drew a fence to keep the bunnies out

and snowflakes falling from the sky.

—said Iris when I went downstairs after putting Akiva down for a nap.

So I got a couple logs, sang two lines of a tune,

and when I turned back around, she was fast asleep.

She slept for four hours.

I love you,

you love me.

Click here to see the same pose, exactly three months ago.

My 98-year-old grandmother sat on the floor to play with my zero-year-old baby.

He was charming.

She adored him.

“When I was little,” says Baba…

Not until the year 2113 will he have the chance to hold one so different in age.

What will the world be like then?

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We went down a huge mountain, through a vast forest, peered across a raging river, crossed multitudes of suspension bridges slung across deep canyons, hiked across the great planes, then, on the final hill home, hit Heather’s backyard with an amoeba of children. Here is a photo featuring the Almassalkhi clan’s amazing carry-all contraption: Mommy.