12 thoughts on Baby J Enjoys a Day Walking on the Good Earth
Baby J looks like he wants to see an outdoor concert.
Or maybe he’s looking for the kids from “Honey I Shrunk the Kids?
I’m not sure. The cold medicine is making me loopy.
And he left his Amazon fairy woman high and dry…so like a man!
Glad for the update. I worry about Baby J, and what he’s up to. Especially after getting all up in that box.
This series has turned into my own personal advent calendar… every day I wake up and wonder “What is Baby J up to?” And then I tap my fingers impatiently and hit refresh over and over and over until you post a new one. Before I even start the coffee, that’s how much of a junkie I’ve become for the Baby J!
Lovely day! Maybe I need a wandering Baby J to help with the murky weather around here.
This is way better than the junk drawer!
That photo’s very (insert some word my poor fever-ridden brain can’t manage that has to do with otherwordly* and beautiful sort in a religious sort of way—it exists, this word, but I think I fried the frontal lobe).
* I caught this typo but OMG it cracked me up so I left it.
Where on his dad’s green earth does he live? It looks sunny and nice!
I sure hope that Baby J was contemplating what hostess gift he as going to get you to show his gratitude for your lovely hospitality. Yeah. That’s what I think he’s doin right there.
Well, dang. I thought he was just takin’ a pee.
I think he is strolling for chicks. 🙂
This is how new religions get started Anne. You’re going to be head of the New Church of the Wandering Baby J.
Baby J looks like he wants to see an outdoor concert.
Or maybe he’s looking for the kids from “Honey I Shrunk the Kids?
I’m not sure. The cold medicine is making me loopy.
And he left his Amazon fairy woman high and dry…so like a man!
Glad for the update. I worry about Baby J, and what he’s up to. Especially after getting all up in that box.
This series has turned into my own personal advent calendar… every day I wake up and wonder “What is Baby J up to?” And then I tap my fingers impatiently and hit refresh over and over and over until you post a new one. Before I even start the coffee, that’s how much of a junkie I’ve become for the Baby J!
Lovely day! Maybe I need a wandering Baby J to help with the murky weather around here.
This is way better than the junk drawer!
That photo’s very (insert some word my poor fever-ridden brain can’t manage that has to do with otherwordly* and beautiful sort in a religious sort of way—it exists, this word, but I think I fried the frontal lobe).
* I caught this typo but OMG it cracked me up so I left it.
Julie
Using My Words
Where on his dad’s green earth does he live? It looks sunny and nice!
I sure hope that Baby J was contemplating what hostess gift he as going to get you to show his gratitude for your lovely hospitality. Yeah. That’s what I think he’s doin right there.
Well, dang. I thought he was just takin’ a pee.
I think he is strolling for chicks. 🙂
This is how new religions get started Anne. You’re going to be head of the New Church of the Wandering Baby J.
Don’t go into the light Baby J…Don’t go!