The Future Strongman

I don't think I've mentioned before that Cubby, while not a particularly large newborn, has exceptionally big hands and feet. Now, I don't know much about human babies, but I know that in puppies, large paws mean a large dog in the future. And so, if I may compare my son to a dog (in the most loving way possible, of course--and considering my level of Dog Crazy, that's a lot of love, indeed), it seems likely that this child will grow into a very big, strong man. At least as big and strong as his daddy, who is not exactly small and weak. In fact, his daddy is about the strongest man I know. In real life, anyway. Those guys who compete in the strongman competitions on TV are stronger, but they also pull trains while roaring like animals and have names like Thor Thorgeson, so, you know, I don't think I'd want to be married to one.

ANYWAY.

Cubby is on track to being a normal strongman, in any case. Strong enough to lift the chicken feed for me at least, which is really all I require.

Yeah. He's got a ways to go yet.