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“His Name is… Sugar?” “No. It’s Baby J”

Took Baby J to see No Country for Old Men this weekend. He hid in my coat pocket even though I told him kids under 4 were free. I think he likes it in there.

The movie was ten shades of ultra-violent awesome, btw. Can’t wait to see it again and possibly read the book.

But ever since we got home, Baby J has been acting a little weird. He snuck up on me this morning in this get-up:

baby chigurh

He keeps telling me he has a quarter in his pocket from 1958 that made its way here just so I could call heads or tails. Just call it, Anne, he says. Because he can’t call it for me.

Frankly, it’s starting to spook me just a little bit.

16 thoughts on “His Name is… Sugar?” “No. It’s Baby J”

  1. I haven’t seen the movie, but Baby J just isn’t creeping me out here. He looks too much like James Brown to be bad… unless it’s SupahBad!

  2. Wandered here from amalah (or maybe the Advice Smackdown, or was it Dooce? Eh), and you’re cracking my shit up. Not sure which I love more, The Baby J chronicles or the ginormous maxi pads.

  3. Baby J!! What is going on with you??? Do you need a little time out? Maybe you need a little visit to the naughty mat for say…11 months. Sounds like you need some time to think.

  4. Who knew baby j could be so wicked. I think you should tell your neighbors that if they see baby j leaving your house and he stops to wipe the bottom of his feet, then they should alert the police immediately.

  5. Nobody f***s with the Jesus! Oh, wait – that’s another Coen Brothers movie.

    I can’t believe you took him to a Rated R! Though, I guess the whole sees all, knows all thing negates age limits.

  6. Amy – was having a ‘mom moment’ there and did not get what you meant in the first comment until two this morning when it finally jelled for me (I think). Sorry about that. :^D

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