Saturday, May 16, 2009
L'enfant prodigue
OK, it's more like the prodigal father who allowed his son to be stuffed into a box for almost three years. CPS should be pounding on my door any minute.
But he's back in the bosom of his family and I am so glad.
Above you will see Molesy communing with with Otter, their younger siblings Shou-Yi, Pample, and Fr. Anskar in the background.
--the BB
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4 comments:
Awww, cute. But not as cute as Olivia and Clara.
So, here, on my blog, you're telling me my grandnephew's kids are cuter than my kids? Wait till Maggie and Belle see you next weekend. They'll stick up for their brothers.
No, wait, they'll probably do that female thang over human babies. [rolls eyes]
Chacun à son goût! Mine are so much easier to live with.
My humble apologies. I forgot for a minute there that I'd be facing Maggie and Belle, plus YOU. Formidable!I can only throw myself on the mercy of the three of you and ask forgiveness.
LOL, well, I don't think I'm that scary but the girls--definitely forces to contend with, as are you, my dear. I prudently grant the wimmins space to gush over babies. Especially grandmothers, so all is well.
My entire family is baby-fixated, and that is another story. Me, well, you see the kind of kids I have, and I do live two states away from the rest of them.
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