Hello friends, it’s bloggin’ time! I have a lot of fun pictures to share with you. And here are some new videos too!
Blaire Flies Into A Coffee Table
http://www.box.net/shared/6dv8aeopnv
Corporate Meetings
http://www.box.net/shared/9iuzdtn3ns
Talking Baby Dinosaur
http://www.box.net/shared/famhz3flj1
And now for something completely different…
Jeez, do I have to do everything myself? First they had me rolling my own self over. Now I have to hold my own bottle. What’s next, wiping my own @$$? [Daddy editor’s note: Blaire’s mouth was rinsed out with Johnson’s & Johnson’s Baby Shampoo following this blog post.]
“There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson.
You do realize he’ll keep doing this, like, all day, right?
Oh no, and now he’s got Grandma Susan in on it too! Why are you guys trying to give me smootchey all the time!
Oats Oats Oats Oats. Oats Oats Oats Oats. Oaty Oats Wonderful Oats! [Daddy editor’s note: if you can’t sing along with Blaire then please stop reading this blog right now!]
Lyla Quinn is running for Baby-Mayor of Louisville, and was seen here shaking hands and kissing babies on the campaign trail. Don’t vote for her though, I heard she supports an increase in the diaper tax!
Awww baby beotch slap! Yeah I was talkin’ a little too much smack about Lyla Quinn’s campaign donations from Chinese billionaires. She threatened to send Rahm Emanuel to come be my new babysitter if I don’t zip it.
Here we are at Aunt Nancy’s, getting together to see Grandma Susan. It was fun to go for a walk, and relive the 17 mile trek around Persimmon Ridge Mommy and Daddy took trying to induce me to come out. Haha fat chance. I was staying in for the long haul. Who says you can’t wear white before labor day? Or stay in the womb until you can talk?
More fun camera time with Mommy and Daddy and the ghetto couch blanket. [Daddy editorial: that blanket gets a lot of use when a certain child who will remain nameless tries to keep both her parents up all night! I thought Lyla Quinn taught you not to talk smack?]
You’re posting this where?! What if my future employers google me and find this? It wasn’t me!
Hey ya’ll it’s Baby Blaire comin’ atcha from month five-oh! Say it with me childrens! I’m frilly and I’m chilly! I’m pink and in synch! If you don’t poop in your pants, then you haven’t got a chance! I’m out of rhymes and out of time!
Till next week, or next month, depending on how the nut grass blossoms…
