Thursday, November 25, 2010

1st Non-Turkey Turkey Day

How pure and exhilarating a holiday Thanksgiving becomes for an infant babe. There is no sordid history regarding either the holiday itself or your company for the day, and you have no idea what wonderful food you cannot enjoy. No worries about drinking and driving or the road conditions on your return trip home. Instead the day takes on a new single whimsical definition... WEEKDAY FOOTBALL MARATHON.


Kara: "C'mon Xavier, pose for a picture with me!"
Xavier: "Not now cuz, I've gotta set my fantasy football lineup."
Kara: "C'mon. Do something dainty! Vogue!"



Xavier: "Urgh! Cut it out, you're ticking me off!"
Kara: "OK, jeez, let's hug it out."
Xavier: "No! It's not OK, Kara. You're frustrating me. I need to make sure that I have the Law Firm in my lineup. He's got a wicked stiff-arm and mad power. Nevermind! You're a girl, you wouldn't understand!"
Kara: "..."



Kara: "Does he stiff-arm like this? Face!"
Xavier: "..."

Xavier: "Darn cuz. That was gangsta."
Kara: "RECOGNIZE!"

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Mixed Bag #1

Total absolute submission. Great job breaking him down, Mom. Maybe too good of a job... might wanna check for a pulse.


Walking through the cover of the Led Zeppelin box set.

Rocking the hipster suspender outfit at Uncle Robby's crib, or Curly from Three Stooges. You decide. (Editor's note: Also Jill's crib.)

Lame hayride. Devouring fist much more entertaining.

Is this the Camel Clutch?

Monday, November 8, 2010

4 months

Our son's 4 month anniversary commemorated in photos.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are floating in space.

Staring contest. Glare, baby.

"Why would you need a cross made out of kryptonite? Oh."

Monday, November 1, 2010

"I've abadoned my child! I've abandoned my boy!"

FIRST DAY OF DAY CARE!!!
"Wait, wait... just hold on. Wha...? You're taking me where now, exactly? And you're not staying? So you'll be at... work? What in the hell is 'work'? First time I've caught wind of this. Why don't we just put down the car seat, table this discussion for after second lunch, and watch the weather channel for the next twenty. No. OK then."

10 hrs later...


ROCKED IT! School was a breeze dad, NOW RUB MY BELLY!