Have you ever seen a 5 month old Ninja? No? Well, my son might be the first of its kind.
Imagine you are sitting in a chair holding said Ninja...things are going well. He distracts you with his cuteness. All of a sudden you get this warm feeling. Yes...part of it is a reaction to holding such a fantastic looking kid. But the warmth has instead come from the mile of puke that is now descending down the leg of your freshly laundered Levi's. Ahh...the joys of parenthood.
Warning: Don't hit on his mother. He doesn't like it. Ask Mister Ninja's father what happened when he tried. Those freshly laundered Levis I previously mentioned? Yep...they belong to his father.
You'll never find another Ninja like him.
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