And the first pictures I’m bringing forth from our Alaska vacay: James! My 7 month old nephew. The one with the fuzzy head. The one with the big old cheeks.
The one with the fattiest, most delightful little baby thighs I have ever seen, squished, or kissed.
This isn’t the first time that fat baby thighs have distracted me from blogging about larger events . . . as I recall, a pair of marshmallow legs at Joe and Steph’s wedding produced the identical effect. What can I say–I guess I’m predictable that way.
I’m having trouble imagining I could ever love a child as much as I love this one. Even if I give birth to a baby from my own loins, sustain its fragile life with food from my own body, name it ‘Fatty Lumpkin,’ and it has thighs so wonderfully big that they could roll down a baby-sized highway, right now I doubt it could ever be as lovable. As cute. As grabbable . . . or as grabbing-crazed. So here is a little series entitled ‘Grabby McGrabberton.’ The alternate title–from the perspective of my terrified camera–is ‘Death Claw Alert–Save Ye He Who May.’
Oh that little James. He’s a cure-all for the Monday blues.
And now you know just how we felt about your handsome husband…
Awwwwwwwwwww… he’s so cuuuute!!! (Love those “toofers.”) I’m so glad you got your James fix, Jenna. Someday when he’s older, you can tell him about his fan club of swooning women worldwide. :)
Great Pictures !
Thanks Emad! I took about a million . . . the little guy is too photogenic for his own socks.
Those are quote the cheeks!
Btw, I made the quiche and it is scrumdiliiumptious!
Great!! I’m glad you liked the quiche. And yes, those are the Cheeks that Conquered Alaska.
oooohhhh, it’s so cute!!!!!
Do you remeber the expression? “SE TE CAE LA BABA CON TU SOBRINO”
good pistures!!!! You’re an artist!
Just saw the TK blog post from Friday. About halfway through I thought to myself, “This gooey green bread looks really familiar.” :) So, now I’m definitely making the basil garlic bread for our CG dinner this week.
Also, James is absolutely adorable! After seeing these pictures, I completely understand where you’re coming from with being afraid you wouldn’t be able to love another child more. Between the auntie connection and the fact that he’s just fantastically cute, that’s one mega onslaught of emotions.
PS- Glad you’re back. Robot Jenna was nice and all, but you were sorely missed. :)
Aw, thanks Sarah. After 6 full days, I can finally say I’m officially glad to be back. =)
Jenna, this may be my favorite post to date… and that’s saying a lot :)
You’ve captured James’ wonderful little self so well. Thanks for taking these!
Oh Heidi . . . if you weren’t my sister, I would have stolen him away from you!!
What a sweetie, sweetie, sweetie-boy! I love the one of him with his open mouth – “almost . . . there . . . I think I can get it . . . . victory . . will . . . be . . . MINE.”
I need James time reeeeeel bad. Dear James, how bout you hop a flight to come see Auntie Erica?
Love it, love it, LOVE IT!! And I love YOU and I love James, and the picture with Adam peeking out from behind, and the HAND!! Oh, My Goddness!! Get thee one soon!! That’s what I say!!
He is extremely adorable….. I found his little smile has the same effect on Tuesday-blues as it does on the Monday ones. He makes me smile back.
Good to know! =)
He is just adorable!! The thing about having your own kids, apparently, is that no matter what your kid looks like, you’ll still think he/she’s the cutest thing on earth. So not to fear, even if your kid has skinny thighs, you will still die for them. :)