The real deal.

Reality is a crutch.

Coping is such sweet sorrow.

Eaten up.

The unspeakable in pursuit of the uneatble.

That is hard to swallow.

He's got personality.

That is what they call precocity.

Wait until he gets adult diapers.

The Sound of Silence.

Cue Simon and Garfunkel.

Hello Darkness, my old friend.

The Name Game.

Pillsbury Building, Pillsbury Stadium, Pillsbury Plaza, etc....

He might as well put his name on the City.

Parental guidance suggested.

Some children can be such a disappointment.

And she wrote the handbook on parenthood.

Fore!

Now he can drive all around the subdivision.

No license needed.