Baby’s fist Halloween? Wampa.
Since August I have gotten married to the best man alive, given birth to the most wonderful and sleep-depriving little boy, had a birthday, survived over five other birthdays, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and lots of other stuff. Basically, I’ve been on a time-induced posting hiatus. It ends NOW.
Also, Freddy was just crying and wriggling in my arms. Suddenly, about two blocks away, someone lit a bunch of fireworks. I took Freddy to the window all fussy and screamy, and as soon as he saw the sky lit up with exploding rainbows he shut right up. Hehe.
Frodo Baby Baggins
This is the costume I’ve planned and probably won’t get to do for this Halloween (it really depends on when McBaby comes, and how much time that gives either of us to adjust. I am, however, completely dedicated to making Peanut a Nyan cat costume.
New comic! This one will hurt me more than it will hurt you.
Both of us have been attempting to talk to the baby, but we realized early on that it isn’t as natural as the movies make it out to be. It’s really awkward to hold a one-sided conversation with a bloated stomach. We still wanted it to get used to our voices, though, so we’ve been talking to it like this ever since.