Okay... so the kid was so tired it had a hard time sitting up... and what's up with teaching the child to rip paper... those parents will regret it one day. Obviously amateur parents...
Poncho says I'm a party pooper, but I've got a headache (two kids climbing on me and Poncho, teenage autistic son playing Super Tramp at high volume in the same room -- yes, it is Sunday, we usually get woken up to it in the morning no less, the baby is crying, and the teenage daughter has a fireside in 25 minutes and we don't know where it is) and was expecting something that was going to be worth the mental effort of clicking the play button. It was not, I repeat not, hilariously funny, or even mildly ROFL funny. 'Twas mildly on the "cute" side the first time the little rug rat laughed... and then only mildly amusing.
So give me a good papercut and pour lemon juice on it, why don'tcha?
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It seems to me the only thing you've learned is that Caesar is a "salad dressing dude."
Okay... so the kid was so tired it had a hard time sitting up... and what's up with teaching the child to rip paper... those parents will regret it one day. Obviously amateur parents...
Poncho says I'm a party pooper
Poncho is a wise person. Time to sing! Oh, every party needs a pooper, that's why we invited you! Party Pooper! Party Pooper!
I've yet to meet the kid that needs instruction on ripping paper.
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And I'd discuss the holy books with the learned men, seven hours every day. That would be the sweetest thing of all.
I just love laughing babies! What's especially great is that in every video like this I've seen...you can hear the parent behind the camera busting up too. It's just contagious.
They should prescribe laughing baby videos instead of anti-depressants. ;)
(Just kidding...I realize depression is a brain chemical thing, not a 'just be happy' thing...)
