The other night, Joel and I got sushi and a couple of Sapporos and watched 13 Assassins and had ourselves a little impromptu Japanese night. Here is my advice to you: if you are going to have an impromptu Japanese night and get one of those massive pies from Superstore (because what is more Japanese than apple pie?), I recommend you cut it into 16 pieces and then have two of those rather than having an eighth of the pie. I DO NOT KNOW WHY THIS IS DIFFERENT. Alls I know is that the first night I had an eight of the pie and felt terrible, and for the last two nights I have had two halves-of-an-eighth and it is just right.
With that bit of business out of the way, let's indulge in a couple of then-and-nows, shall we?
Two-week-old Eleanor employs the Happy Cactus for sleeping purposes
while nine-month-old Eleanor prefers the Recovery Position.
Six-month-old Eleanor would like to know what happened to the hippopotamus
and nine-month-old Eleanor is similarly interested, though she doesn't need a pillow to prop her up.
These leopard pants do not fit six-week-old Eleanor
nor do they fit nine-month-old Eleanor.
Four-day-old Eleanor has crone thighs
but nine-month-old Eleanor has the graceful, supple thighs of a sumo.
Three-day-old Eleanor does not approve of baths
but nine-month-old Eleanor likes them JUST FINE.