mr. monkey: is it a boy?
moi: um...no (i frown and flip back to the big pink bow picture).
mr. monkey: well, it's just that the mother is a feminist.
*for a die-hard anti-babyist, i sure do love looking at pictures of friends' offspring. i also have had more than one emotionally raw dream of having/loving/taking care of a baby. perhaps Brain is giving me an inkling of what i'm missing. of course none of these dreams feature chronic lack of sleep, temper tantrums or non-existent social lives**
**at which point you would be completely reasonable in asking what social lives, precisely, i am talking about, reclusive hermit tendencies having been the order of the day at the monkey household in the post-christmas weeks. but we could do stuff, is all i'm sayin'. if we wanted.