In the second week of Niv's life he got two washings; one sponge style because he still had his umbilical cord attached and then a celebratory full-on bath the day of the dessicated stinky stump's departure. And I got to ride 11 hours this week. So much for the prognostications that my cycling career would end upon the arrival of my spawn. Babies need heroes too.
Guess which one is Niv?
My kid is so dope he gets a marquee.
Niv is a supporter of Triple G. Are you?
Grandma dresses me like an Ewok after my sponge bath.
Why is daddy trying to freeze me and then drown me?
Which way to the gun show?
He's not even a handful.
I'm so delicious because I'm ORGANIC, not an ORGAN.
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That kid has got so much hair...and I think he needs a shape-up.
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