Baby J, The Crazy

Baby J’s First Day Out on Parole

Practical Joke on Santa: Poppin’ out of an Advent Calendar and yelling, “Boo-ya! Where’s my chocolate, Claus?”

baby jesus in advent calander
Not pictured: Santa delivering a lump of coal into his own stocking.

Later in the day, unexpected drama of a kidnapping attempt:

baby jesus kidnaped by swiper the fox

Thank goodness I knew to say, “Swiper no swiping! Swiper no swiping! Swiper Noooooo Swiping!”

(PS: My kid just saw that picture as I was uploading it and said clear as a bell, ‘Swiper, no swiping!’. She’s not yet two. Thank you Nick Jr.)

And finally, Baby J hanging with his homies:

baby J with some angels

Not pictured: Tiny Mickeys.

It’s been a full day. He’s kicking it in my coat pocket until we set out for Mommy & Me tomorrow. I’m checking out epicurious for spider recipes in case he gets homesick. But so far, so good.

15 thoughts on Baby J’s First Day Out on Parole

  1. Dora is evil. Every time Chicken sees her he shudders. And now, because of you and your evil ways all I can hear in my head at two am in the fricktacative morning is “Swiper NO swiping.” Stupid show.

  2. It’s time to come out of lurking and tell you that while normally I just like you a lot, a whole lot – these posts have bumped you from the “It’s Casual” folder in my Bloglines to “Mainlined”. You see, I too have earned a few lumps of coal (or years in purgatory) for similar hijinks.

    http://hellojosephine.blogspot.com/2005/12/definitely-on-naughty-list-definitely.html

    Keep up the good work. The thing about being bad? It sure feels good. And I need a laugh these days – we’re having “cat issues”.

  3. I think the first time I ever read your blog, you had posted a photo of your bride sister turning into a dragon. Swiper’s attempted abduction of Jesus rivals it. Really funny.

  4. Baby J is way better than that stupid gnome. Ha!

    I have to say though, that I think my fav. location was the advent calendar. Tee hee 😉

  5. Just hopped over via The Bloggess via Using My Words.

    Will I go to hell if I mention that the Baby Jesus up there looks suspiciously like a beatific Mr Bean to me?

    Yes, I probably will.

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