I’m getting a little worried about visiting Baby D. These pictures they are sending me are almost too much to bear. This kid is so cute, I am quite sure that after I see him, I will want to keep him. You see, I am a closeted baby snatcher. When I visit friends with children, at some point toward the end of our visit, I turn to Kevin and say…”You distract the parents and I’ll make a run for the boarder.” Everyone always laughs when I say this. “Ha ha, isn’t auntie Chrissie funny?” they ask eachother. If they only knew how deep my devious streak ran they would clutch their child close to them instead of laughing.<\/p>\n
So to prepare myself for Baby D, I am going to go to the pet store and subject myself to cute puppies and furry kitties. I will hold their warm little bodies in my hands, and I will not squeal, I will not use the words “cute” or “adorable” or “please Kevin please please please can we get just one more.” No, instead I will look at them coldly and make remarks such as…”yes, I suppose this one is rather nice but it seems a bit furry for my taste.” I figure if I do this everyday until I leave my heart should be sufficently hardened to the point that I don’t grab Baby D and make a run for the boarder.<\/p>\n
Due to the craft room remodel, the computers have been disassembled. Last night we worked on bringing them up on line and (hopefully) this weekend we will do another Baby D picture update. Until then, I will leave you with a few of my favorites….. Enjoy!<\/p>\n
Living the Good Life
\nSuzy and Dan
\nGoofing with Elmo
\nMore Goofing with Elmo
\nBaby Tears<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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