Hey, y'all, why watch the Oscars when there are so many more fun things to do--like spy on your neighbors or play the Add-A-Caption Game? You know you didn't watch any of those movies, anyway.
Mommy's second day of secret observation (she told the man, the daddy, that she was in Cancun with girlfriends). The first night she observed through the window, her husband didn't realize messes could be minimized with the simple use of a bib. Tonight, it seems, he's wised up! But will he step toward Baby WITH the bib? Will he be able to fasten it AROUND Baby's neck? The suspense is killing her.
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Baby, looking at lipstick in his hand thinks "This would look good smeared on my face!"
babe: Dada. Look. Me float!
pops: Holy *#&%!
I told you, stay away from Daddy's jetpack!
The neighbors are raising Cain!
Woman in window: "There are bigger problems than florescent peas here. Better alert the sheriff!"
Hey, y'all, why watch the Oscars when there are so many more fun things to do--like spy on your neighbors or play the Add-A-Caption Game? You know you didn't watch any of those movies, anyway.
Dad: You will wear this bib, or I'll wear it for you.
Mommy's second day of secret observation (she told the man, the daddy, that she was in Cancun with girlfriends). The first night she observed through the window, her husband didn't realize messes could be minimized with the simple use of a bib. Tonight, it seems, he's wised up! But will he step toward Baby WITH the bib? Will he be able to fasten it AROUND Baby's neck? The suspense is killing her.
Dad (later): Honey, everything went fine tonight. Junior was a little angel.
Mom (to herself, remembering what she saw through the window): Liar, liar, bib on fire.
Mommy also enjoys codpiece peek-a-boo!
What darlin? You need a bib you say? (Muttering) More like a straight jacket!
daddy: "why are you being messy?"
baby: "ba ba ba."
daddy: "I forgot, babies can't talk!"
lauren
Baby: "I'm hungry!"
Daddy: "How about some cereal?"
Baby: "No...want avocado!"
Daddy: "You already had some."
Baby: "Never mind."
Jenna
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