Anonymous, Sam isn't walking yet. Thank god. He does power-crawl, however, at alarming speeds.
tuckova, point duly noted. Sam's babyhood is being well-documented. We have an 8 megapixel digital camera and cunning in our hearts. He doesn't stand a chance.
Em, we're wondering the same thing, particularly in relation to the idea of having a second kid. Is it possible to luck out and get Jules Verne to give us two fun, weird ones in a row? Or is that asking for too much?
If any of you happen to feel like seeing more baby pics, I've just posted a slew of birthday party shots over at the Bored Housewives Network.
Well, if you do have a second kid — or, um, shoot a vending machine, even for reasons of national security — keep in mind that "you're gonna have to answer to the Coca-Cola company."
What can I say, Cap'n? Kids are like potato chips or tattoos: once you have that first one, it's hard to stop.
Actually, I read somewhere that nursing releases hormones that make you happy and relaxed, which of course makes you want to keep nursing and ultimately have more babies to nurse. So really, it's all part of an insidious master plan to keep you procreating once you start. Babies are machiavellian little creatures. You shouldn't trust them for a minute.
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"I am cute. And my fingers, they are tasty, yes?"
So does one of his arm keep launching itself into a weird locked salute?
"Well then as you say we're both coming through fine. Good. Well it's good that you're fine and I'm fine. I agree with you. It's great to be fine."
Hee! Funny you should ask, Jag...
And as of right now, I'm officially opening up the comments section to Dr. Strangelove quotes, both bastardized and non-bastardized.
Where do super-cute babies like this come from?
Did Master Sam fall out of a Jules Verne novel? Or was is just a stork with a sense of humour?
Is he concerned at all about the corruption of precious bodily fluids? That phrase seems even funnier when applied to a baby.
"Ah yes, Mein Führer - ach, excuse me, Frau Mütti."
or, maybe better yet:
"Mein Führer!! I can WALK!! ...
... ach, verdammt scheiss. No, no I cannot walk yet.* Perhaps at 14 months?"
*or can he? Long-time surfer, first-time reader-of-this-blog
landismom, hee!
Anonymous, Sam isn't walking yet. Thank god. He does power-crawl, however, at alarming speeds.
tuckova, point duly noted. Sam's babyhood is being well-documented. We have an 8 megapixel digital camera and cunning in our hearts. He doesn't stand a chance.
Em, we're wondering the same thing, particularly in relation to the idea of having a second kid. Is it possible to luck out and get Jules Verne to give us two fun, weird ones in a row? Or is that asking for too much?
If any of you happen to feel like seeing more baby pics, I've just posted a slew of birthday party shots over at the Bored Housewives Network.
A little Truman Capote ? :)
Ha! All he needs is a cape and a fancy fedora.
Another kid? Boy, you're just addicted to this maternity leave, aren't you?
Well, if you do have a second kid — or, um, shoot a vending machine, even for reasons of national security — keep in mind that "you're gonna have to answer to the Coca-Cola company."
I'm just sayin'.
Heheh, Jag.
What can I say, Cap'n? Kids are like potato chips or tattoos: once you have that first one, it's hard to stop.
Actually, I read somewhere that nursing releases hormones that make you happy and relaxed, which of course makes you want to keep nursing and ultimately have more babies to nurse. So really, it's all part of an insidious master plan to keep you procreating once you start. Babies are machiavellian little creatures. You shouldn't trust them for a minute.
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