Congratulations, you middle-aged baby! Look what you've grown-baggy arms and knee flaps and a special little tuft of hair, right under your chin. And is that a new tooth-or just a sparkling new cap? And-oh, sorry for making you laugh, causing one of those Oops-Ipeed! moments. But don't worry, you'll shortly forget it ever happened. A comic classic through two editions (the last called My Baby Boomer Baby Book), and with 269,000 copies in print, My Middle-Aged Baby Book is the irrepressibly cheeky celebration of middle age in the form of a fill-in baby book-and the perfect birthday gift and keepsake for both women (Is it hot in here, or is it just me?) and men (remember, it's prostate not prostrate). It's a place to record firsts: my first colonoscopy, my first reading glasses, my first words (everything hurts). Vital statistics: including married name(s), circumference of abdomen, cholesterol count (bad HDLs, good HDLs). Primary caregivers: urologist, periodontist, colorist. It explains the Seven Stages of Hair Loss, answers the question Am I Smiling .

or Is It Gas?, covers Sex? (Check one: Yes, No, Can't Remember), and what happens When I Grow Up-go ahead, be a burden to your children! And for everyone who forgot where they put their reading glasses, the book is thoughtfully printed on anti-glare paper in large, easy-to-read type.