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!