Haha! I mean. As to how, they just. You know. Made it. Idk if it's just the one movie, I haven't played it yet. You're more than welcome to come over. :))))
PLEASE TELL ME YOU BLEW LOTS OF ZERBERTS ON HIS BELLY? That's seriously one of my favorite things EVER to do with babies. It makes them laugh and laugh and laugh, and it's the best sound in the UNIVERSe. <3
I did that! But he was a little less than impressed. I mean, he did not cry or fuss or anything, but he was not amused either. Maybe when he's slightly older? Although if you don't think zerberts are funny when you first encounter them, I just don't know if there is hope for you ever...
That last picture just slayed me. Y'all look like you are plotting something. HE IS THE CUTEST THING! I GOT SO EXCITED I HAD TO RETYPE THAT SENTENCE FIVE TIMES! Man, babies. So adorable.
Hahaha, I was letting him in on the family plan of taking over the world. And telling the that he better reach a certain height or it's down to the mines with him. :p
Hahahaha I am starting to get a better sense for how he is HUGE from this pictures. ARGH I AM GODZILLA NEPHEW, YOUR CHRISTMAS PRESENT WILL NOT LAST FOR LONG.
HUUUUGE, OMG, KELLY. He's the baby that ate other babies.
See, my parents love to tell this story about me. I was in the church day care one Sunday morning with the pastor's kid. And the pastor of that church was, like, five feet tall. And his wife was, like, 4'10". I mean, possibly not that extreme, but really, really short and delicate people. And. I mean. You've met me. I have never in my life, even as an tiny infant, been someone you could describe as "delicate." So this THREE YEAR OLD CHILD, who is 1/3 my size even though I am ONE YEAR OLD, looks up at me and goes "baby?" at her parents, because she doesn't understand how I am an infant, and yet so very much larger than she is.
That. That is my nephew. That is actually every infant in my family until the end of time, because we are a race of giants.
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See, my parents love to tell this story about me. I was in the church day care one Sunday morning with the pastor's kid. And the pastor of that church was, like, five feet tall. And his wife was, like, 4'10". I mean, possibly not that extreme, but really, really short and delicate people. And. I mean. You've met me. I have never in my life, even as an tiny infant, been someone you could describe as "delicate." So this THREE YEAR OLD CHILD, who is 1/3 my size even though I am ONE YEAR OLD, looks up at me and goes "baby?" at her parents, because she doesn't understand how I am an infant, and yet so very much larger than she is.
That. That is my nephew. That is actually every infant in my family until the end of time, because we are a race of giants.
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