up to my elbows in poopie
kev is pretty convinced that the baby's head is full of orange juice.
the kid
there were a couple of days where the only place he would sleep was in the laundry basket. i dont know how we figured that out.
yah, that's a led zeppelin onesie
the kid crying (his favorite past time)
the kid yawning
the kid not doing much of anything
the kid being a goofball
the kid getting smashed...thats goldschlager will fuck you up, man.
ok, thats it for now. mostly because that's all he does, just kinda lays there. and poops, but i thought i'd spare everyone that picture.
is it bad that i call my kid "the kid"...i'm thinking it might give him some sort of complex when he's older....we're just going to have to find out...hahaha
more later