Apparently we'll have no problem getting 3B to eat his spinach, although it appears that he'll have to suck it out of the can through his pipe:
Friday, July 28, 2006
What I Yam
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- Birth Story, Part I--Say What?
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- Papa = Jack. Ass.
- Some days you're the windshield. . .
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- Sending a boy to do a woman's work
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Now you gotta find someone who just gave birth to a girl named Olive Oyle.
ReplyDeleteGreat photos. And how is it possible that bloggers ALWAYS have photogenic children???
ReplyDeleteWatch out for that one. He's gonna be quite the ladies man!
AAHH-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga! How handsome!
ReplyDelete3B is already practicing his wink for the ladies - watch out!
ReplyDeleteIf his inborn nautical skill turns him into a pirate instead of a sailor man, you can call him Poopillon.
ReplyDeleteohh how precious!!!
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