Stinkin’ Cute

Some babies are cuter than others. It’s a known fact. Mommy always says she was very afraid that she would think I was really cute, you know, because you always think your own baby is cute, but that in reality I would be ugly and she wouldn’t know it and be forcing pictures of me down people’s throats none the wiser. Mommy and Daddy didn’t have the 3D ultrasound to peek at my while I was being made so how were they to know I was going to be such a looker? Now days Mommy and Daddy just stare at me and comment on my cuteness so it’s clear what their feelings on the topic are but Mommy still says there’s no way of knowing if I am, in reality, odd looking. (I saw Mommy’s baby picture… I can see why she was nervous… I had to take a nap after looking at it). People are too nice to tell you the truth and she will think I’m better looking than all the other babies regardless. Bubbie is an unreliable source too. She calls me her Little Angel and I clearly don’t have wings so her vision can’t be trusted.

I bring this up because when I was born all the nurses commented on my eyebrows. Apparently most babies don’t have eyebrows when they are born but I had a nice thick set of eyebrows and long full eyelashes so it really defined my face. I’ve noticed, from my own personal experience, that when people see babies (ie: me) they feel obligated to list the features they find the cutest. My eyebrows? Is that it? Is that my best feature? Mommy says “well if she’s got nothing else going for her, at least she has nice eyebrows.” I will let you judge for yourself. Reference photos 1a and 2b below.

1A

2B

1a                                                              2b

House of Hiccups

As a public service, I’d like to gather comments regarding suggested cures for the baby hiccup epidemic. I myself suffer from this tragic ailment multiple times each day. The general consensus among adults is that they don’t really bother us babies but I would like to use this post as a platform to announce my disagreement. Please feel free to leave a comment below with your proven tactics. My Mommy will read them to me so I can choose a suitable course of treatment.

Before you begin, please reference the following article. This came up on Mommy’s black talking machine when she asked The Google. I am looking for alternatives as these suggestions are not recommended by the good people at babycenter.com. When Mommy read this she was outraged that they actually had to tell people not to do these things. Seeing her reaction startled me which incidentally did not get rid of my hiccups so I guess my fellow author was right.

Bonus: Results of the caption contest

“Daddy, your wrinkling my dress!!”

“POOP!”

“You got beef?!”

“what’d you call me?”

“PUNK!”

“About nine to ten more months Daddy and I’m gonna stand on my own.”

“Say one more word… Go ahead… Say it…”

“Mommy is dressing me up with all these beautiful new clothes, but soon I’m going to need lots of new shoes to go with them!!”

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