“What?! I didn’t get the Gerber gig?? Wuh-wuh-wuh–WUH ………….. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
(Yes, that’s me, people. Wow. I really don’t know what to say. Feel free.)
“What?! I didn’t get the Gerber gig?? Wuh-wuh-wuh–WUH ………….. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!”
(Yes, that’s me, people. Wow. I really don’t know what to say. Feel free.)
Ohhhhhhhhh – so so sad! When babies mouths go like that – it just kills me!
My middle child is the master of the upset mouth. She perfected it at like 6 months or so.
That’s a great shot, Tracey.
The upset mouth! It so pulls on the heart-strings.
I can see you were honing your acting skills at a young age! The upset mouth always worked wonders for me…especially on my daddy!
You are in big trouble Cullen!
But — may I say — what were my parents DOING taking pictures in what was obviously a moment of profound crisis for me?? See, that just proves the belief that I think we ALL have but don’t admit:
Kids’ tears are just FUNNY.
First, we laugh (or take pictures) THEN we care. If you’re doing it any other way, then, sorry, you’re doing it wrong.
And I know what I’m talking about as someone who’s not a parent.
Also, the HAIR. Are y’all to afraid/polite to mention it? Please.
All those little hair tentacles clutching desperately at my forehead just aren’t enough to cover — hello! — my literally SHINING skull.
The light is bouncing off my skull, people!!
And If I started life this way, does it mean I will end up this way? You know, “ashes to ashes, dust to dust, diapers to diapers” kind of thing?
So BALD TO BALD? Awesome. Freakin’ awesome.
hahahaha I know … here’s wee Tracey having a small upset-mouth nervous breakdown and her parents, obviously amused, take a picture of it – Can you imagine doing the same thing with an adult?? (I mean, other than a member of the paparazzi) hahahahahahaha
Tracey – you are never less than completely punkin’.
But you are right: parents are mean.
I have a photo of me, aged practically nothing, lying on my back on a blanket. All you can see is two tightly slitted eyes and a gaping maw, b/c I’m obviously screaming my head off. Flailing limbs, shaking chin – the whole drama.
I know my dad was cracking up when he took the picture.
This is probably the place to mention that I have a new grandkid: Luke. June 28. 7 + lbs., 19 “. I promise never to take mean pictures of him.
Aw, Sal! CONGRATULATIONS TO YOU AND YOURS!!
And don’t make that promise — someday the temptation may just be TOO great. 😉