The Second Child

Raise your hand if you have way more individual photos of your first baby than the second (third, fourth...). When the second one comes, there are more photos of "the children" than of "the baby". I didn't even realize it until I went searching for baby Todd pictures. Doesn't mean we weren't just as happy or loved them just as much. Just is.

This was, of course, before digital cameras and the old 35mm camera scared me.

First child:

Let the rockets flash and the cannon thunder

This child is a marvel, a matchless wonder.

A staggering child, a child astounding.

Dazzling, stupendous, miraculous, dumbfounding.

Bright as a button, sharp as a thorn,

And the only perfect one ever born.

Second child:

Arrived this evening at half-past nine.

Everybody is doing fine.

Is it a boy, or quite the reverse?

You can call in the morning and ask the nurse.

(Ogden Nash)