|Check out this classy cat. Is that a croissant? Hope they held the mayo.|
|The ascot did it for me. If only he had on a cheesy George Hamilton smoking jacket...|
|So cute he is.|
Because this blog
writer has issues has extremely high standards it was imperative that we still celebrate actively (other than wise-cracking about people with too much time on their hands and surfing costumed animals on the web). Today was also Cesarean Section Day. This is pretty cool because I was a C-Section baby and so was Spence. Apparently Walters women turn out some big babies with life-alteringly big heads. Did you see the classic Mike Meyers film "So I Married An Axe Murderer?" The scene where the Scottish father, Stuart MacKenzie, is talking about the kids' big head? Check it out:
Classic. Orange on a toothpick. That gets me every time. We still put on a brogue and yell "HEED, MOOOVE!" at Spencer every once and a while. Good times, good times.
So we utilized the magic of technology to bring you this gem in celebration of the medical miracle that brought my little man (and me) into the world with a stunning non-conical head:
Get it? Kid in belly? It could have been worse. I could have taken a picture of my scar. Just saying.