Baby J arrived just in time for the Great Horkfest of 2008 here at the Nahm household.
I might be tempted to point the accusatory-illness finger at our new houseguest – we were all fine until he arrived. Except everything I’ve pointed at recently gets puked on.
I am the only one (so far, knock wood) in the house to remain healthy. Despite being covered in a variety of bodily fluids. From multiple donors. Ugh. And at least one member of this household has requested help wiping their own butt.
Are you sure it wasn’t from his hard night of partying before he got to the Nahm household?
Frankiscence and MuRALPH!
Baby J, you so crazy.
Odd how when Baby J comes out of the closet an old strain of a biblical plague infects the household. Perhaps you are all being cleansed by plague for your past transgressions? Anyone on the Claus’ naughty list this year, hmmm?
Help wiping their own butt?
…Oh that hubby of yours…
I am so sorry your house is sick, but inside I rejoice at the re-emergence of Baby J. I do love him so!
Please let me know if you see a bevy of locusts or frogs. I will send help immediately.
The tiny toilet and sink make this photo disturbing. It’s like you have a giant wooden Baby Jesus living in your house. Much too lifelike.
Can you imagine passing him in the hall on the way to the bathroom? Ack.
Also? Keep your Finger of Puke pointed firmly away from the Central Valley. I’m NOT getting sick.
You tell that Baby J to wipe is own butt.
O and unless he’s using his face to clean that pukebowl, he needs to take his virus on the road.
Baby J, don’t over state your welcome or you might not get to come out and play next year!
am i allowed to point fingers and blame baby j for the house full of children and nannies with the pukes that i have…
You DO realize that this is becoming a serious Christmas tradition of mine. You can never stop this Baby J Christmas treat…where did you take that picture? A dollhouse?
What JenK said, except replace “Central Valley” with “SoCal” please n thank you. Freaky shit, that tiny toilet and sink.
He does appear very life like because of the bathroom setting.
I hope everyone is well soon.
And please tell us it wasn’t your husband asking you to help wipe his butt.
Baby J holding the toilet… Thanks Anne!
Bwahhahahahahaha….. praying at the white altar!!!!!
But I am so sorry you and your gang are suffering plaguealiciousness.
Tell your husband he can wipe his own butt!
The family highly contagious stomach things ARE THE ABSOLUTE WORST.
*sending you non-barf vibes*
How hilarious. Nice you have a sense of humor about the bug and hope it leaves soon!
I hear Baby J had some wise men smuggling a little Mary J in during his visit. Maybe that would help everyone’s nausea?