Because every day should count. Or I dunno. Maybe he just got lost on his way to Macy’s. Only 12 shopping days left.
Technically, he’s not supposed to acknowledge that creatures like her even exist. But… You know… Fairy’s got gams. And anyway, it plays both ways. She pretends not to notice how small he is. ETA: When I asked him how his date went, he just started rocking around in this contraption,
I don’t care if Justin Timberlake won an Emmy. Baby J is in sooo much time-out for this one.
Here’s baby J getting some exercise at Mommy & Me yesterday: . In the afternoon, he went off on his own. Perhaps to pick up some Barbies from the playroom. All I know is he put a little Lemon Scented Pledge in his hair before he left. They grow up
Practical Joke on Santa: Poppin’ out of an Advent Calendar and yelling, “Boo-ya! Where’s my chocolate, Claus?” Not pictured: Santa delivering a lump of coal into his own stocking. Later in the day, unexpected drama of a kidnapping attempt: Thank goodness I knew to say, “Swiper no swiping! Swiper no