If someone asked me six months ago how I would imagine life would be with a six-month old (it's Claire's half-year birthday today), I would not have described the current situation.

I'm at the desk, working. She's sitting in her swing beside me, grinning and moaning along with Bongzilla. Yes, my baby girl seems to enjoy Grim Reefer as much as I do.

Claire, she like-a the metal.

\m/

Hurm. The baby also seems to like NWA, especially Eazy E. Should I be worried?

I mean...MC Ren I could understand, but no child should prefer E.

(One day, she's going to be able to understand the lyrics, and I'll have to put off listening to this stuff for 16 years or so.)