The Dangers of Leche Addiction

Yes, you've heard about that dreaded affliction that strikes at anytime....LECHE ADDICTION. Those who suffer from this scourge of the little class can be identified by the following signs:

1. They crave leche at all hours, regardless of the sleep patterns of those around them.
2. They become irritable if not provided with leche exactly when they want it.
3. After consuming immoderate amounts of leche they enter a stupor "leche drunk" and look a bit silly.

See below for a handy clip out image to aid you in diagnosis.


When not consuming leche, the addict may be found visiting the doctor's office where the following phases can be heard:

1. "Her heart sounds perfect."
2. "She's lost some weight but that's to be expected and nothing to worry about since the leche has come in."
3. "Look at all that hair!"

Finally, those who love a leche addict may discover the car seat's powerful soporific effect a tempting storage solution. It should be used in moderation and only under the careful monitoring of the fashion police (look at those pants!).

Who is Sylvia?

Sylvia and her entourage are doing well (even if the latter are a bit sleep deprived). She gets more beautiful with each passing hour. Since pictures don't tell the whole story, here are a few fun facts sure to embarrass her in the future:

Day 1: 3 diapers, 6 trips on the leche train
Day 2: 4 diapers, 8 trips on the leche train
Day 3 (so far): 3 diapers, 7 trips on the leche train

momma and baby enjoy a little chat

grandma baby + comfy chair = contentment

It's great to have her home. Susan and Stephen have been wonderful, making sure that there's warm food and open arms when we need a break.

One last item. When I told my mother the name of her grandchild she recollected a stanza from Shakespeare's "The Two Gentleman of Verona". I've reproduced it below and here's a link to a fragment of a musical version.

Who Is Silvia?

Who is Silvia? what is she,

That all our swains commend her?

Holy, fair, and wise is she;

The heaven such grace did lend her,

That she might admirèd be.

Is she kind as she is fair?

For beauty lives with kindness.

Love doth to her eyes repair,

To help him of his blindness,

And, being helped, inhabits there.

Then to Silvia let us sing,

That Silvia is excelling;

She excels each mortal thing

Upon the dull earth dwelling:

To her let us garlands bring.

William Shakespeare