My Own Little Big Kid

The more I think about it, the more I realize that I'm probably more prepared to take on a child than I originally thought. I mean, after all, I do have my own little big kid already.

Here he is all dressed up for Halloween :) Isn't he sexy?????

Ballroom Dancer or Boxer or NFL Kicker

So Hobbit is an active little fucker. I really started to feel it jumping around in there, and not surprisingly, it is usually after I get in the car and pump up the radio. I've decided that either Hobbit is already practicing for its future career (thus the title of this entry) OR it's trying to kick its way out of the womb.

Ready for a Close Up

Hobbit's head, all up close and personal :) Momma insisted that I get this up as soon as humanly possible so here we go, kiddies.

Miss the Sis and Her Little Cindy Too!

Here's a quote from Paolini's new book Brisingr that helps bring to light how I feel now that I've had a fun, ridiculously carefree, silly, spirited but TOO SHORT week with Christy and Cindy. Over the years we've become closer and when I get the pleasure of being in her company, it reminds me that life itself is short. Those moments that we can snatch, those happy times where we are complete and beautiful and united - whether it be with someone else, ourselves, the world, nature - can seem fleeting and untouchable. It is in those moments that I find true happiness. Thank you both for coming here and stopping time.

"Ever the sun traces its path from horizon to horizon, and ever the moon follows, and ever the days roll past without care for the lives they grind away, one by one."

Enough of the seriousness....let's get to the silliness:




































Thanks, both of you, for being here and being absolutely silly and crazy with us! We love you so much and Hobbit is so lucky to have a godmother like you, Christy, and a wonderful aunt like you, Cindy. Miss you too much already.

More Mischief

OK, so over the past few nights Christy and I have decided to continue taking random items and posing with them....that being said, here are a few of our masterful pieces of mischievous art....

This is Christy's new pet, named DJ (Dustin Jizz). He had to pee so I taught him how to use the toilet.















This is DJ wanting to use the stripper pole. With Cindy's panties holding him up...















And Obama as a panty sniffer....
















And Christy and I as pantyheads....

No Republican Hobbits, Please

Hobbit is its pet name. Due on April 5th, 2009...I wonder if this entitles me to vote twice in this November's election????

Cousin It Loves the Red Sox

So last night, I decided that every night when Christy and Cindy go to sleep, I would take an object of theirs and take funny pictures with it, then post them onto the blog each morning.

Day One: Christy's Red Sox visor. Cousin It loves the Red Sox.

Drumroll please....

And the reaction when Dude returned to his Tin Cube....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cu57tcTNAaA

Click on the link to check it out!!!!