More Playtime: And a quick game of "Throw the Baby" with Daddy.
Don't ask how he was able to take a picture while tossing me.

"Everybody was a baby once, Arthur. Oh, sure, maybe not today, or even yesterday. But once. Babies, chum: tiny, dimpled, fleshy mirrors of our us-ness, that we parents hurl into the future, like leathery footballs of hope! And you've got to get a good spiral on that baby, or evil will make an interception!" -The Tick