Those of us at Idiots’Blog are under no illusions about the fact that a good percentage of you are here in search of photos of our child. For those of you who are coming to this blog without having been readers of The Barnstorming, here is Alden in all her undersized glory. This is, in fact, an especially representative image. Notice Stinky Hippo tucked under the arm. Notice Binky and his long orange strap. Notice the pink knit hat from Grandma Judy, the pink fuzzy bootie slippers, the pre-distressed designer jeans. Notice, the diffident, sideways stare. This is how she looks approximately 95 percent of the time.
I suspect she’d fit in perfectly slouching against the wall at the local shopping mall, loitering with her equally disaffected peers between the Gap and the food court. If only we had a local shopping mall, that is. If only she knew how to open the front door.
Isn’t that strap a bit of a hazard? It’s so long! Must get tangled up in stuff, nay?
Beautiful child. And perfectly accessorized. Thanks for the baby fix. ;-)
That’s the magic.
Adorable children.
That’s why I’m here.
Clare,
You may be right, but…
YOU try taking Binky and its remarkable strap away from her. I dare you.
She may be small, but she’s a bruiser.
Matthew
Heh…I well remember the mite-might factor. Formidable what can come from such a small package.
In fact, you might consider clipping an inch off that strap once a week, starting now. She may not notice, and that way, by the time Tarzan arrives, she won’t be able to wrap it around his neck.
Great new site, BTW.
Clare (aka Spambot Mom)