Yesterday, the hubs and I went to Patrick and Megan's house to celebrate P's 27th birthday in style. And by in style I mean with a swarm of children under the age of 2. Being that Patrick is so OLD, he and most of his friends are welcoming little bundles of joy into the world like nobody's business. Most people who read this know that I have baby fever like none other, but I must admit that the throngs of children eventually wore me out so much that we had to leave.
Upon our arrival, Ross and I ooooohed and ahhhhhhed over little Joshua Creehan, who is hands down the cutest little buggar out there. I mean seriously, take a look:
He wasn't in the bathtub when we saw him, but you get the point. Anyway, we played with Joshua for a little while. "Playing" consisted off Ross dangling a coaster in front of Joshua's face, just far enough away so that the little guy couldn't reach it. The game ended when Josh started screaming and his mother saying, "Well, maybe he should cry less."' My kind of lady. Anyway, so this was all pleasant and relatively mellow until suddenly the door bursts open and the continuous influx of diaper-clad guests began. All objects had to be removed from any low-lying tables; adults had to be on constant alert for jelly-coated hands grazing their thighs; Baby Eisten was frantically shoved into the DVD player; and all of the nonparent guests huddled together around the pizza dip, clenching our margaritas, and praising the sweet Lord that we were only responsible for bathing ourselves that night.
4 comments:
That's one of my favorite pics of the little guy. Being around children is the best method of birth control.
That picture must have been doctored - no child can be that unbearably cute.
Believe IHD. Believe it.
There is a whole website of pics of the cute little guy.
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