Dorrie’s bath
She loves baths. She got one this afternoon that was fun and kicky and splashy. Until…
Dunh Dunh DUUUUUNNNN!
Suddenly it was horrifying. And sad. For what reason you ask?
No idea.
Babies. Weird little buggers.
Cute, though…
For photographic evidence of the cuteness, click on the photo. It will take you to a slideshow that tells the story.
October 22nd, 2006 at 5:42 pm
Okay, so the last picture was so cute of you and Dorrie and Ogie and OH MY GOD! You’re a Mom. :) I just came to this realization. Love you!
October 23rd, 2006 at 1:46 pm
They really are inexplicable. Apparently at some point between 4:00 PM and 8:00 PM yesterday, my wife’s breasts went from the height of yummy deliciousness to “Why are you putting that in my mouth, you foul woman? It burns! It burns! Where is Daddy and my beloved bottle?”
Then by 3:00 AM, it was back to ooh-the-breast-tastes-so-good. Much to my relief, given that I was on the hook for that feeding if it was via the bottle.