J: Oooh, is it cold! Ha! Just kidding. I have no idea what temperature that water is. Since I am walking On. Top. Of. It. Boo-ya! Who’s your baby now, huh? If I could only go back to 1985 and get Michael Jackson to teach me that moonwalking thing… J:
Here is baby J hanging out at the vineyard in back. He says: Here are the vines that take the sun and the water and the dirt and make grapes. Miraculous, huh? It gets even better. These grapes make wine. Which I will grow up and tell people is my
Here is baby J in some of the items with which commentors suggested he be photographed. May I present: Greased Jesus Christ on a popsicle stick! And also on a cupcake! Yeah. That little coat he is wearing is a butter wrapper to signify the greasy goodness of baby J.
. Baby J says: Easy on the upskirt, there, Anne. If the sun doesn’t shine on it, it doesn’t need to be on the internet. Good advice, that. Q: Anne, is that a real Krist Krispie Treat? A: Yeah. Freshly made with coconut. And moments later it was packaged up
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