EDIT (huzzah!) – a question and new picture added, below…

… because I just cannot get enough of myself, and neither can you…

1) More what-the-fuck-is-up-with-feminism? ranting at SheBytches. If you are offended by my drooling girl love for Gloria Steinem, look away. Otherwise, good times.

2) My own Call to Action post is up. But hey! Not here! I put it up at urbanmoms, where the notion of blog community and the integrity thereof has been under rigorous interrogation.

(Hey! There can’t be community where there’s advertising! Not possible! Whatchoo talkin’ ’bout, Bad Mother?)

(Ever been to Cuba? The absence of Pepsi ads has secured freedom of speech and open dialogue to an extent hitherto unseen in human history.)

The Call to Action links are being compiled as we speak and that post will go up, in all of its gushy/ranty goodness SOON. I promise.

3) That ‘Loneliness of the Long-Distance Mommy’ post that I wrote the other week? Devra and Aviva over at Parentopia have deconstructed it and de-guiltified it and their work is awesome, not least because they turned my appropriation of Liz’s term Competi-Mommy into the term Emanci-Mommy. Genius.

4) That’s it, for now. What, you’re not tired of my screeching, whorish voice yet? How about a little WonderBaby/INEBG Dancers action to take the edge off?

Sometimes…

… to get ahead in life…

… you gotta step on a little frog.

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So, um… everyone is all, oh, poor Kermie (and even one cheery I’d rather Fozzie took the foot to the head!), but has no-one noticed that the baby is using Kermie’s head to leverage herself up to the second shelf of our bookshelf unit, the better to pull herself up to the third shelf and turn on the television?

Or is this normal baby behaviour, and I just missed that chapter in What to Expect in the First Year?

Things she didn’t learn at play group, #837: WonderBaby demonstrates how to break out of one’s own house through the living room window…