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Children must be a marketer’s dream come true. They soak knowledge up like sponges. That knowledge includes brand names and messages.

I’ve always been amused – and slightly disturbed – by the fact that Emma could recognize so many brands at such a young age. I remember, for example, driving down 405 one afternoon just before she turned two and she pointed at a truck passing by and said, “That’s Ralph’s, Daddy!”

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Congratulations to my brother, Paul, and his beautiful bride, Jessica, on the birth of their daughter Bailey Elizabeth Northcutt.

She was born just one day after Henry was supposed to arrive. Gran and Grandpaw Northcutt would have been in real trouble had he come on time. What to do when you have two new grandchildren thousands of miles apart?

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Earlier this week sweet Emma was playing with the school house Darren and Rebecca gave her many moons ago. It’s always been a favorite of hers. She’s even gone so far as to name the little girl and little boy that came with the set “Darren” and “Rebecca”. It’s quite sweet to watch her playing with them.

Playground Supermodel

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We had our weekly doctor visit on Monday checking on Henry’s growth. We were all pleasantly surprised to find that he’d gained a whopping 13 ounces in just one week! (The average is 0.5 – 1 ounce per week.)

Henry and the Mandels

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There’s generally been a “warming up” period when they visit as she gets used to someone other than Mommy and Daddy tromping around the house and wanting to play with her. Not so this visit.

January 05 – 08, 2005

A few more pictures dribble in from the first part of January tonight.

Henry’s been slowly growing more aware of the world around him and spending more time awake. Emma absolutely adores him and wants to hug and kiss him all the time.

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Here’s a quick set of photos because I know that Grandma Northcutt is dying in Atlanta with nothing new in over a week.

First Week of January

I’ve got a few tales to share of parenthood queued up that I need to put the finishing touches on. The first is “Do As I Say, Not As I Do” and it’s nearly done… but I’m so exhausted that I just can’t contemplate creative writing.

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My dad, AKA Grandpaw, was in town just after Christmas on business. Despite being over 50 miles away in glorious Rancho Cucamonga he struggled through LA traffic to meet his second grandchild. (Well, Riverside traffic, anyway, which can be worse.)

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