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Re:Wanting to squeeze Cashel until he cries out for mercy…My sister Meredith often feels that way about baby toes. She refers to them as “corn niblets” and finds them so cute that she has to physically restrain herself from plucking them off infant feet. I feel that way about little kids round cheeks- I want to BITE them.hmmm…maybe we need help. You think??
This whole “I could eat ’em up” phenomenon is interesting. What’s it all about? I wonder if any psych types have looked into it.
By the way, my nephew Dominic, who we call “Fat Francis” because he looks like a fat version of his big brother Francis, has the biggest, chubbiest, most scrumdillyumptous, chew-chew chewable, smiley cheeks you’ve ever seen. You all would not be able to control yourself. The kid is a love magnet, I’m tellin’ ya.
Patrick-Can I tell you how much I love you?? You did not judge the fact that I posted a response in the wrong section (I obviously was “down one post”. You just met me where I was, and responded as if I was not WACKED at all!! You are great!! By the way, love the Fat Francis story. Nothing better than a fat baby! My sister’s baby is 16 months old and 39 pounds!! The other day her husband caught him walking around with a 15 POUND weight! The child will have a hernia by the age of 2 at this rate!!!
Actually Beth. As soon as I posted the comment and noticed where it was I thought, “Dammit Beth, what the hell are you doing? That comment was supposed to be in the post above! You’ve misled me and caused me to look foolish before the entire blogosphere! A pox on you and your house!”
Dang! You’ve got a REALLY fat nephew. Strong too.
My brother used to hold his daughter’s feet down on the ground and she would do sit ups when she was less than a year old. That is STRONG!.
I judged you Beth – he he he
I’d love to respond to the strong, fat baby stories, but unfortunately my whole house is extremely ill. We have been told we are exhibiting symptoms of “a pox”. This will certainly alter my plans for the evening- rats!!
luck is preparation meeting opportunity.
or just those bastards who stick a buck in a slot machine and walk away with a ferrari.
You even have to work for luck?
How utterly depressing.
That isn’t fair at all- or if it’s meant to fit under fairness it can only be an example of the extremist wing of the Fairness Party.
That is one of my all-time favorite quotes!