Living with Robin: Can you Speak Robinese?

Robin is one little excited, energetic barrel of fun lately! On the days that I come home and she's already there, I can hear her "dada?" call from the other room. It quickly get more frantic with "Dada?!?" and next "DADA?!?" finally "DADAAAA!". She then bursts into the room, where I have my arms open wide happily saying "Hi Robin!". She promptly looks at me, screams "NOOOOOOO!!" and then and runs away.

Of course, I chase her to where she runs to and pick her up for a hug. She gives me a brief - very brief - hug. Then I get the command "Down!" as she wants to put me down, as there is more playing to do.

She is learning words faster than I can count. I mean, maybe I'm a slow counter, but still it's pretty quick. She says "more" when she wants more food. She says her daycare friends "Ella" and "Abby" with ease. She's got the barnyard covered from "moo" to "meow" to "bow-wow". She can say "outside" with the greatest of clarity. But no matter how many times we say it, bellow it, call it, whine it, or exasperatedly sigh it, she still has no word for our high energy and still crazy dog Griffin.

She has her own vocabulary of unique words too. Some seem obvious, but some can trick you, and a few you likely just won't know. See if you can figure out what the following mean. Try to sound it out. Hint: she often only uses part of a word, and sometimes only one syllable.

1. Chee
2. Chacha
3. Bed
4. Gen (with a hard G as in good)
5. Cheat
6. Poon
7. Papa
8. Peena
9. Orn
10. Mehmaw

Here's the answers. Did you cheat? Well, in this case, "cheats" are good.

1. Cheese
2. Ba'cha (My Mom's nickname. Bapcha is Polish for Grandma)
3. Bread (although it's a trick question, because it sometimes does mean her crib)
4. Again (often as in "Spin me around fast enough to barf again Dada!")
5. Treat (for Griffin)
6. Spoon
7. Grandpa (not myself as you might expect)
8. Pizza
9. Orange
10. Grandma

What's your prize you ask? Stop being so greedy, this is a child's blog.

Teaching Robin the importance of redundancy

As promised in the last post, here is a video of Robin signing "more". Yes, I do realize the irony that as soon as she learned to sign that she wants more food, she can now SAY more too. But I think that's good for Daddy if nothing else. Sometimes, Daddy's thick head doesn't quite clue in to what she wants, and needs both the verbal AND visual clues. For example, saying "I'm hungry" may not get Daddy's attention, but saying "I'm hungry" while mashing a sign in Daddy's face will.

Robin has a special sign for food that's "good" which she uses here. It's supposed to be a baby sign where your palm goes up from your chest to your throat, signifying the welling up of good feelings. But Robin more or less scratches her chest like a monkey. It's very cute.



As a final update, Robin has a molar coming in! It's just a little nub in the back right of her mouth.

5th tooth, 3rd Floor, 2nd Hallowe'en, and More

As always, our little monkey girl just keeps on trucking along with her "achievements". Here's the latest:

• She now has 5th tooth! Well, there's a little white smidgen on its way out, just to the right (looking at her) of her two top teeth. I'm not sure what the average age per tooth is, but I think her teeth have been slow going.
• She walks exclusively now, will much less falling.
• She is becoming more possessive about her "belongings".
• If you act sad and pretend to cry, she will come up to you and give you a hug.
• She has become pickier about her foods, but Daddy can still sneak in some greens along with the tasty tasty bread
• A few new words have popped up: "Sue" means soother, "bye bye", and "more"

On very useful and interesting thing we've taught her is "more". There's a sign language sign for it where you hold your hands in front of yourself as if you are pinching something, and then bring them together. Robin, like her other signs, does things her own way. She points her index fingers together like she's breaching an electrical junction. It's really cute (I'll try to get a video of this up in the next week or so.)

Even cuter though, is Robin in her Hallowe'en outfit. Too cute. Check it out.

BIG NEWS, Uncle Jessie, and her new best friend

JEN IS PREGNANT!!! AGAIN! The baby is due April 29 next year and we are really excited. Bot or girl, it's going to be fun. I've been paying close attention to Kirk, Miyuki, Lisa and Nina, so I think I understand fully how hectic a 2 child family can be. Greg has told me that the change between 1 and 2 children isn't a big deal, but the change from 2 to 3 was huge. I think I might beg to differ, but we'll see.

Jen's brother Dan has recently moved back to the city and has been helping us with the upstairs, which is now done! Hoorah! So we have a room for Robin. And Danny. He is moving into the other bedroom upstairs for a while. So he's pretty much Uncle Jesse from Full House. If he starts making wood jokes, I might have to call him Uncle Joey (although he doesn't live in a bay window.) Yes, I do remember the show. Owch.

Robin is walking, talking and eating up a storm as usual. She's become a little more particular about her foods, but still better than I ever expected. It's all about patience it seems. And sneaking in healthy food with the good stuff. Especially bread. ANYTHING bread. At Thanksgiving in Thunder Bay for Alex and Jane's wedding, I was giving her mini hot turkey turkey sandwiches, hiding the turkey inside the tasty, tasty bread. She must get the bread thing from me.

At the wedding, Robin found a new best friend. When watched her point with both fingers, excitedly rushing towards her suddenly most favorite companion. Take a watch and find out.



Now just as long as she doesn't take this lesson to real life.

The latest on the little cutey

Robin's little advancements are happening so quickly lately. Uncle Dan just came back into town and noticed that in two weeks, she has gone from falling about every couple of steps to tearing across the room without falling! She's getting more interactive with her toy bear, and her blanky. I think we might be getting a little Linus on our hands.

She's a little chatterbox too. She can say Mama, Dada, bear, shoe, nana (banana), dog, bow-wow, and - most defiantly - no. Although I don't think she always knows what it means. Sometimes at dinner, she'll look frantic, point at our food and going "nooooooooooooo!" Then the food comes near her mouth, and she chows down.

Little Nina is getting so big too! I'm sure there will be a day all too soon when I won't be able to do this anymore:
Since we are going to Thunder Bay for Jane and Alex's wedding, we're having two Thanksgiving dinners: Saturday with Jen's family, then Sunday with mine. I'll tell you what, it's going to be one interesting weekend.

It's been quite a summer

It has been one great summer. I mean, the weather stank, but we've managed to have fun. Who wouldn't with a little cutey like our Robin?

I've been back to work for almost 2 months now. Robin is enjoying her daycare with Flora. When I first brought her, she would cry and Flora would distract her to get her to stop (and man is Flora ever good at distractions!) Now, she doesn't want to leave... sniff. I'm not worried though. When I get there to pick her up at the end of the day I see the BIGGEST smile ever! But then she just wants to go back and play with the toys.

Looking for daycare in the first place was daunting. You always hear the stories of people signing up their kids for daycare when they find out they're pregnant. So I snapped up Flora's part-time daycare offer as soon as I could. The reason we were able to only use Flora's 2 days a week is that my Mom also offered to be a nanny for 2 days a week. Robin loves Ba'cha (a shortened version of the polish word for Grandma). Ba'cha loves Robin. It's a mutual relationship. Mom, we are truly grateful.

Robin has been able to spend a lot of time with her other Grandparents too, Jen's parents. We've managed to make a fair amount of trips out to the lake at the Potters' cabin in Falcon. It's nice to get out of the city, suck down a brewsky (or a milksky) and get eaten alive by mosquitoes. Robin even had some good ol' diaper time at the beach.

(You thought my diaper was heavy before? Here's an experiment for you Daddy: how many litres of this mud puddle can I sop up?)

Janet is just as in love with Robin as my Mom. And Robin has made Greg do goofy things I never thought I'd see. It's nice to have doting Grandparents.

Thinking about Robin's Grandparents obviously makes me think of my late Dad. It's hard to think about sometimes because of how much I miss him, but I want to make sure we always remember, love and honour him. Robin did get to meet him, but she'll be too young to remember. I was able to see how he was with Lisa, and I know he would have been one heck of a Grandparent to Robin. We were able to let Dad's ashes go in Caddy Lake, and I'm glad Robin was able to be a part of that. Robin, when you get older, we'll tell you all about Grandpa Cumming.

So as life moves along, I really am realizing how fast time flies by. We'll make darn sure to suck in all the great moments with Robin. Like today, when Jen dressed her up in a dog costume she got for her for Hallowe'en. Hi-freakin-larious (I'll upload it soon... whenever we find the downloading cord for the camera.)

Robin the smart sleeper and fantastic eater

I can't say enough of how fantastic a little girl Robin is (which means look out when she's a teenager?) Robin has been sleeping through the night since about she was about 7 months old, after we decided to do a little nighttime feeding weening.

Tonight, she wasn't feeling so good as she might be catching my cold (even though I've done everything but bleach myself sterile!), but still went to bed fairly well. She wasn't asleep when I left the room; she was just lying on her side and playing with the multiple soothers we leave in there. She didn't even cry. My big girl.

So I decided to come back and take a peek at how she was doing. As she often does, she moved to a different spot in the crib to fall asleep. But then I noticed something amazing. I even went downstairs and asked Jen to make sure she didn't do it for her.

Robin had tucked herself in.

Good gravy kid, sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I can't manage to do that myself! See, we have a quilt in the crib with Robin, but she wasn't covered when I left the room. When I came back in the room, she was lying on her stomach and the quilt was tucked just over her shoulders and slightly underneath her. I couldn't have done it better myself. There you go Robin. You are officially smarter than Daddy, and you're not even 13 months old.

On the food side of things, Robin is pretty much done with baby food, and seems to eat most everything. Here's a video of Robin progressing in her eating.

At the lake, dinner with Bapcha, back to work, and Folklorama

I've been back to work for two weeks now, and things seem to be going alright. Robin goes to daycare on Mondays and Wednesdays, and my Mom (known to her Grandchildren as "Ba'cha") looks after her on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Thanks Mom! It's great to be able to have you watching her. As for me going back to work, well, since this blog is all about Robin, suffice it to say fine, except when Daddy misses his little girl. Sniff... But I'm a big boy.

The other day, My mom (Ba'cha) set up a dinner with my Grandma (Bapcha, polish for Grandma) at her nursing home, Bethania. Miyuki's parents came, and we had a nice BBQ with Robin's only Great Grandparent. In the picture is myself with Robin, Kirk with Lisa, and my Grandma with little Nina.

(Robin: Psssh. I was walking by the time I was Nina's age! Suck it up sister. Wait, gimme back my toy phone! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!)

We've been going to the lake a lot this summer, ignoring the bad weather. It's always a great getaway, and Robin has a great time out there. Miyuki's parents are in town and were able to join us out at Janet and Greg's cabin on Saturday (check out their blog, there's a good pic of Robin splashing about on the beach). It was sure interesting to have all of the kids' Grandparents together in one pace! It was a great meal and fine day, despite the weather. We even went blueberry picking and Janet made some blueberry scones from the results. However, we only ended up with half of the blueberries we picked. Ask Jen about the horrors of the bog monster. I think it has a crush on Jen.

Robin is blowing me away at how fast she's advancing. Let's see if I can list the latest abilities of our little girl:
- Maximum 26 steps!!! I call that walking!
- Chatting away, with a "Hi dada" there, a "Hi muma" there and an "uh-oh" there.
- She combs her hair
- She helps to give her doll a bottle
- She gives kisses (big, open mouth ones)
- She gives gentle pats (when she starts swatting, we say "gentle pats" {mostly for Griffin} and she softly brushes with her hand
- She turns the pages when we read her a book
- With the right blanket, she plays the "pretend to be asleep" game
- She plays peek-a-boo by covering her eyes (or ears or head) when we say "Where's Robin?" and moves them away to recieve our screams of "PEAK-A-BOO!"
- She shakes her head defiantly when she doesn't want something, mostly food (in fact, I think she's starting to do it when her mouth is full to make us wait until she swallows for the next bite)
- When something is all done/gone, she puts her palms in the air and shrugs
- She can crawl up (and down) the stairs... with a careful watchful eye
- And boy oh boy is she ever eating! We're pretty much done with formula now, as she'll gobble up most anything on the menu

On a whim, we went to Folklorama tonight to the African/Carribean pavilion. A good show as always, and the food was fantastic, even according to Robin! She chowed down on everything from the roti to the Jamaican beef patty, no matter how spicy! Jen has the day off and will be staying home with her. Likely I will be gone before she wakes up. Mama, this poop's for you.

Robin's first birthday video

Happy Birthday Number 1 Robin!!!

Holy smokes, it's already been a year! It's hard to believe, but our little girl is one, or as Grandpa Potter would say, she has seen one rotation of the earth around the Sun. But who's kidding; we all know the Sun rotates around Robin.

For Robin's first birthday, we went to Vimy Ridge Park, just down the street from our house. There's a splash pad and a wadding pool there for the kids, plus picnic tables and a fire pit for us to roast up some weenies. We decided to have a party with just family this year. In attendance were Ba'cha (or Catherine as adults call her), Greg (Grandpa), Janet (Grandma), Kirk, Miyuki, Lisa, Nina, and the Bucks came by too, Deanna, Wayne, and Andrew (good name). We were also fortunate enough to have some special guests from out of town, as Miyuki's parents are in for a visit: Etsuo (Miyuki's Dad) and Takuko (Miyuki's Mom).

(I swear Robin is here somewhere...)

There was good food (even the stuff I dumped on the ground), fun times at the water park, and best of all: Robin's First Cake! That's right, it was so important that it needed to be capitalized. Here are some pics (and if we upload them soon, the videos are even BETTER!)

(Is this what we do now Mommy and Daddy? We blow on food?)

(Blowing on food is for suckers. I'll mash this into my face thank you very much.)

Happy birthday little girl! We love you soooo much, and it's going to be sad to go to back to work. Starting tomorrow. Want to come to work with Dada? Yes? Great! You're the best little girl ever.

Holidays, Folk Fest, and FIRST STEPS!!!

Last week, the four of us (Griffin included) had a busy holiday. After going out to the Grandparents' cabin at Falcon for a few days, we went camping at Big Whiteshell Lake. Jen used to camp there all summer as a kid, so it was all about the nostalgia for her (my family did a few times too... wonder if we met when we were little?).

Now, camping with a baby and a dog is fun, but is it easy? No. But fun. There is a finely orchestrated method to it: tire out both the dog and the baby to the point of exhaustion so that they pass out. Which worked OK. Except for when Griffin wanted to "defend" us from people walking to their camp site by barking at them, or when Robin woke in the middle of the night to play... for 2 hours.

They weren't the only ones to wake us in the middle of the night. I awoke in the middle of our last night camping to hear a subtle crunch crunch sound outside of the tent. I waited. It didn't leave. Fearing a bear, or worse, a skunk, decided to wake up Jen. Wanting her not to make any noise, I put my hand over her mouth and went shhhhhhhh as she woke up. After groggily realizing that she wasn't being kidnapped, Jen reasoned to me that it didn't sound big enough for a bear. Then we heard a crash outside the tent and froze. Then I got manly. I assured my wife and sleeping daughter than I would protect them. I got out of bed (in my underwear mind you), went to the door of the tent, mustered my courage, and peeked out the window. It was just in time to see a coyote walk by, and move on to the next camp site. I was shivering, but I tell myself it was a cold night. In the morning, we realized the coyote pulled the dish towel we were drying the dishes on, causing them to crash on the ground. That wasn't reason the coyote was there though. It turns out sleep deprived parents - diligent as they may be normally - will forget to put the dog food away when camping. I think it ate the bowl too. Oh, and Griffin? He woke to give a muffled growl, and then promptly went back to sleep. Good boy.

Then it was on Robin's first Folk Fest (unless you count the womb). She had an absolute BLAST. In the children's tent I took Robin to see Mr. Mark, and she really liked to watch the other kids dance and yell. Our little girl really started to advance around then too. She is now fairly consistently waving at people and saying "hi", and every once and a while, she will say "dada" in context. And she certainly darts her eyes around looking for Jen when I say "mama".

But the biggest momment happened right at the end. Jen and Robin were at main stage, and I had gone off to Big Bluestem to watch Patrick Watson (which was really great; poo poo to you Kristen). During a great song, my cell phone embarassingly went off. It was Jen, so I answered it to hear her yell "BLARG BLARG!!!". "Hmmm", I thought, "I'm not sure what that means. Pardon?". To which Jen answered "Robin's first steps!!!". I packed up then and there to head back to main stage and find them. She had taken two steps, and then plop. For the next of what I'm sure was an hour, I tried to get her to do it again. Finally, while reaching for some random real estate ad in my hands, she took two steps for me too! When we catch it on video, I'll post it up.

Two more weeks until back to work. We have a carpenter working right now, so that upstairs is almost done. So very close...

Maybe a first word, maybe a first hyphenated sound

I always imagined Robin's first word would be something definite, like "Ma ma" or "Da da". It would come out of the blue, and she would point to one of us and shout out "Ma ma!", and likely she would be pointing to me, but who cares!

It's turning out to be different than I thought; much more hilarious. Here is how I think she has caught on to her first "word". Or sound. Or whatever you want to call it. I'll back it up a bit first.

When Robin was first learning to eat, she would need a lot of distractions (other than the food billowing out of her mouth after every spoonful). We would put toy after toy on her high chair in front of her, which always got covered in food, and mostly ended up on the floor. As time has gone on, she has needed less and less toys, but as with most babies, almost everything you put on the tray in front of her will spend some time on the floor.

Feeding Robin every day apparently brought out all of the googly-eyed, exaggerated baby talk my inner-most brain could muster. Every time something went on the floor, Daddy would (with great embellishment) shrug his shoulders with his palms open to the sky and in a cutesy-poo voice say "Uh-ohs!", which often lands me a little Robin giggle.

Which brings me to Robin's first "word". Uh-oh.

It's hard to tell right now if she's mimicking or really saying it in context on her own, but there definitely have been a few times when she has dropped something on the floor and followed it up with a quiet little uh-oh. You should see her mouth scrinch up to make the O sound. Adorable.

PS: Yes, I DO understand the tragic irony that after spending so much time with me at home, my little girl's first word would be uh-oh. How many things has she watched Daddy break, run into, or burn in the oven? Did I just write this story as a cover up? No.

Has Robin given in to Pavlov?

Warning: this post may be too graphic for some readers. If you're a wuss.

Every once in a while, we bring Robin into the shower with us and let her crawl around. It gets her clean, she loves it, and it gives me or Jen a chance to shower.

Now, we have a routine where I undress her on the change table, then hold her as I turn on the shower and let the water warm up. Then she pees on me. Routinely.

So the other day, I thought that maybe we could use this to our advantage. I know it's early for toilet training, but we gave it a whirl and plopped her on the toilet. At first, nothing happened. Then I remembered: Robin's pee-before-shower reflex.

As I sat Robin on the toilet, Jen turned on the water in the tub, and voila! Robin heard the running water and peed in the toilet!

... however, I tried to do it again another day, and it, uh, didn't go as well. Let's just say I had to wash some toilet water off a little girl's feet. Maybe it's a little soon yet.

Watching hockey "with" Robin

As we watch game 7 of the NHL playoffs of the Penguins vs the Red Wings (and game 6 of the Moose in the Calder cup against the Hershey Bears), I'm also watching my daughter be marveled with nothing less than her pair of Blue Bomber shoes.

This makes me remember the realization that Jen and I have had: Robin better like sports. If she's into high fashion or ballet, I think we might be lost. Not that we would try to change her like or push her in a certain direction, it would just make things right confusing for us.

Robin has also started a daycare run out of a home. She's only going twice a week right now, to get her (well, really me) used to it. So far she's doing great (and I'd say Daddy is doing OK too).

That top floor is getting ever closer to being finished. Robin, your room is coming soon!

All I want for Christmas is... well, I guess it's just 10 months

Robin is 10 months old tomorrow! Time is starting to fly by, as I realize I haven't even posted for a few weeks now. Part of that I'm going to blame on the lack of access to our computers in the study, but also we have been REALLY busy getting the top floor ready. Which right now is mostly to get Robin a proper room. And us a study back.

Since we've been so busy with the upstairs (which is just finished being dry-walled), Ba'cha (a shortened version of Bapcha that my Mom uses) came over to watch Robin while we worked. She took some great pictures that really display Robin's skillz.

1) Robin is a crawling machine!


2) Robin is nearly standing on her own!


3) Robin has two bottom teeth (look closely)


And of course, all pictures display her ridiculous cuteness. Well, back to work little girl. You'll have a room soon enough. Next step: flooring.

Trying to share Robin's "study"

Right now, we have Robin's crib in the room we like to call our study. There's an interesting mix of text books, computers, and baby toys. The problem is that I can't use my computer at night without waking up Robin lately, so the blog posts have been on the minimal.

Fortunately, we are getting our upstairs done as I write this. There are drywallers up there right now, and someone is coming to refinish the softwood fir flooring. I'll get some new pictures up here soon (like a picture of her first two teeth!).

Leaps and Bounds

Robin is advancing at warp speed lately! Ever since she's started crawling, it's been one thing after the other. Here's the latest milestones of our little spring bird:

• Crawling (which there is a video of a few posts back)
• Pulling to stand (which means going from sitting to standing while holding on to something)
• Babbling her head off (not English that I understand anyways)
• Popped her first tooth this last week (I'll get a pic up once I can get her mouth open)

I get the feeling that the next post will have her walking and talking. And biting. Yikes.

Our Trip to Cuba Part 1: Destination, pool

For Spring Break 2009, Jen and I packed up Robin, waved goodbye to the incoming flood waters, and went to Cuba.

To sum it up, the trip was GREAT. Perfect weather, good food, amazing beach, and fantastic people. As is becoming a trend nowadays, we went for a "Destination Wedding" for our friends Owen and Krista. There were about 60 people, and we stayed for a whole week in Sirenis La Salina in Varadero. It's basically a resort town with hotels lining the northern beach filled shores of Cuba.

(I'm ready for Cuba now)

So how did Robin, at 8 months old, take to such a trip? Like she was born a Commie! She was great. The plane ride there: little angel. The plane ride back: sleeping angel.

The resort consisted of two circles of condo-ish complexes. In the middle of each was a gigantic pool, one a quiet pool and one the loud pool. We spent about half our time in Cuba by the quiet pool with Robin. And man did she love it! She was one splashing baby full of fun.

(Daddy, that swim-up bar was awesome. 'tender! Hit me with a shot of your best milk!)

Most of the time, she was dressed in her sun-proof water outfit. She looked like she was trying out for the luge. Most convenient for us.

(So. Much. Pool.)

And how could I not end this with a video of splashing girl herself! Enjoy, and pretend you are there right now. I know I will.

Crawling time!

Holy smokes, our baby can crawl! She just did it in the forward direction for the first time today. Here's the first video of her crawling:



This video might have to be sent in somewhere. Too funny. Sorry girl, but I'm sure you'll forgive me.

Congrats Robin! Welcome to the world of going where you want to on purpose.

An 8-month Robin recap

Since Jen did a Robin update on her blog, I thought I'd put a link to it here. Saves writing it all again. Click on it and enjoy.

Cuba!

We just came back from our "spring break" trip to Varadero, Cuba.

Our friends Owen and Krista got married, and since Owen is a teacher, spring break was the time to go. And since Jen and I are not teachers, and Robin is not in school, it was "spring break" to us.

There will be pictures and videos up as soon as we can get them downloaded on the computer. It was good times, and it turns out Robin - no surprise - was a fantastic traveler.

Baby Rhyme Time

At the Cornish Library, just down the street from us, I signed Robin up for Baby Rhyme Time. A bunch of parents bring their babies, sit in a circle and sing songs. Afterwords, they bring out the toys and the babies swarm!


Was I the only guy? No! ... some of the babies were boys... Actually, there often was one or two other guys there with their babies. One of the man parents (I think they're called "Dads") was a folk/throat singer named Nathan Rogers. Maybe we'll see him at Folk Fest someday.

No, even though it's called BABY Rhyme Time, it's really the parents singing. To save myself and all of the rest of us parents the embarrassment of having their singing posted online, here is a clip of Robin playing with her friend Elliot, who happens to live just down the street from us (pardon the low quality, I took it on my cell phone. The sound doesn't work right now, and I'll try to fix it and repost later).

In the beginning, there was Robin

Last year on July 25, our little bundle of joy came into the world. We named her Robin.

(Cute huh?)

Life was totally changed at that moment. From that time on, I realized that it's all about Robin. It's amazing how much you're life changes, but I think Jen and I felt as ready a you can be for your first child.

(Robin, I was supposed to get a haircut the day you were born. This is NOT the hairstyle of the day)

Now that she's hit that special milestone of 7 months and 23 days, it's time she got her own blog. I hear kids nowadays are really good with computers.

So Robin, I hope that one day you can look back on this to see what happened in your life before you could remember. And when you're a teenager someday, and we get into an argument, you can look over all the things we did for you, and realize that we're right and you're wrong. Smile if you agree with daddy.

(That's what I thought.)

There will be more pictures, videos, commentary and everything else Robin related soon... whenever it's not nap time.

Feel free to follow along with Robin through life. See you soon.