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while you were out

Photos by Super-Sitter Erin from some weekday morning when Mimi and I were at work and Kiddo wasn't going to daycare. Not sure what they were up to, but Erin managed to capture a special kind of weirdness from the kid that day.

Nice work, Erin!


"And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
Before touch down brings me 'round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no, no, no ..."

I was going to do a "Foster-Grant" gag but who the hell remembers those commercials besides me?

I don't have words for whatever is going on here.

Comments

KT said…
Good job, Erin!

One:
BBBBennie and the Jets
Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful

Two:
I do!

Three:
You talkin' to me? You talkin' to ME?!

(There's got to be a way to monetize this. If Jon & Kate can do it...)
smatano said…
The trick would be to find a way to monetize it without our lives becoming a cavalcade of misery and tabloid scandal. So, in the meantime, we'll keep our quiet and (relatively) normal lives like they are.

Of course, if you want to send us a few bucks, we'll take it.
ric said…
Is that first photo of Stevie Wonder, or maybe it's Elton...wait no, it's my youngest cousin. Way to rock Yuki! That last picture is a bit punk though, so watch it kid.
Anonymous said…
is that you behind those foster grants?
Anonymous said…
love it love it! i don't tune in to Jon and Kate but this I can't miss!!
xoxoxo
Gibs
Everywhereist said…
The last photo is reminiscent of my uncle when he can't see something properly. "Huh? What is that? I need new glasses."

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