However, she's learning a lot from these apps, and feels the need to share. As a big fan of useless trivia,* I can't complain about her sharing these little nuggets of inapplicable knowledge.
* For example, the Pillsbury Dough Boy's real name is Poppin' Fresh. You're welcome. Hee hee!
Anyway, I received this text today:
"Hair growth isn't limited to the baby's head, though. He or she is also covered with a downy coating of hair called lanugo, largely there for warmth. As fat accumulates later on in the pregnancy (the baby's fat, not yours - though that will accumulate, too), most of the lanugo will shed - though some babies, especially those born early, still have a fuzzy coating at delivery (it sheds soon afterward)."
That's right, the Little Poseur is currently a Wookie. Right now, our baby looks a little like this:
Really, I'm not pleased with this development. First, the mechanics are all off. Little Poseur has got to learn that you need to point your foot where you intend the ball to go. Looking at this photo, LP is trying to throw the ball somewhere down the third base line. Just awful form. This will not do.
But a Wookie? Totally awesome. Wookies, as we know, our the mot advanced creature on the known universe, by universal acclaim, because no one will tell the Wookies to their face anything differently. They can play chess, fly starships, and put together robots.
Now, if the Posette gives birth to a Wookie, there might be some uncomfortable questions to answer, but I will love the LP anyway, such is the inherent awesomeness of Wookies. Of course, with my luck, our fuzzy looking baby will look more like this:
Seriously, if the LP can't even figure out electricity, I'm going to be sorely disappointed. And don't give me this "Ewoks were cute" line. They are mutant teddy bears. Any creature that can't identify C-3PO as a whiny pain in the butt is really not worth being recognized as a civilization.
I'm rooting for a Wookie.
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