First of all, I'd like to start by congratulating Babble's one and only Oz Spies for her brand new baby boy! As the only Babble personal blogger with a son, I admit I was
rooting for some more testosterone up in this piece. Congratulations Oz
and family! Ah, babies. Little teensy tiny babies. I want one. I do.
Another one. It's true. But I'll get to that at a later date because
this post set out to be a slideshow of sorts. Focus, Rebecca. Fo. Cus.
Okay, so last time we spoke twas the eve of Halloween. Here is Archer posing in his Rubber Ducky costume (he makes bathtime so much fun) :
Obviously, twas a family affair:
From left to right: Hal as Bert, Archer as Rubber Ducky and me as a crackhead clown Ernie
Here's
a little secret: when the cameras are off and the gaffers have all gone
to bed, Bert and Ernie push their E B twin beds together and make babies give each other jade rock massages.
After Halloween came a reunion of sorts with one of my
oldest friends and her daughter, who is a whopping eight months younger
than Archer and is so far advanced it's almost silly. She poops on the
potty. She chews gum. She even complimented my makeup. Swear.
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