This is Stanley's first interaction with snow. He touched it, then looked at me with a grimace--the same grimace he has whenever anything goes in his mouth for the first time that's edible. He did eat just a little of it. Yes, I know that snow is not clean, necessarily, but he'll be eating lots of it through his youth.

Scott and Stanley, both relatively slackjawed, in the waiting room of the NICU at LDS Hospital. We were there to see Coralee and Matthew.

"But I don't want to go into the circus, Uncle Don!"

Gnawing an apple to death (when you have only gums, you gnaw things to death.)

Sometimes it takes so long to gnaw the apple, that it ferments and leaves the boy feeling funny.

After his apple binge, he usually naps.

Eating squash, by comparison, turns Stanley into a ruthless Soviet dictator. This is him telling Julie "We will crush you." I have information that leads me to believe his threats are empty, and that the Stanley regime is actually in shambles and that it will eventually implode.