Yesterday at the beach I was attacked by a GIANT MAN-EATING BABY. He cries a lot and thinks sleeping is for weenies. My advice? If you see him: RUN.
I am the mother of three boys under the age of six; I have nerves of steel.
He must be Army strong, their theory is you can sleep when you're dead, lol! He is freaking adorbale....I am totally digging the wispy curls on the back of his head!
Posted by: Jac | November 30, 2008 at 08:06 PM
Hey cutie! Congrats on another NaBloPoMo kicked in the head. Hope you get a prize. xo
Posted by: Alana | November 30, 2008 at 08:38 PM
I would run, all right. Run right up to his fat little cheeks, where I could NOMNOMNOM! Look at how cute those are! I laugh in the face of his superpowers, for I can not resist the pull of cheek nomming.
Posted by: Lorena | December 01, 2008 at 06:53 AM