This is Mickey. I know. Cutest baby you've ever seen.
Babies don't thrill me too much. But can you stand how fucking cute he is? Way cuter than either of mine, even the healthy one. And likely cuter than any of yours.
He's the son of my friend/neighbor/co-worker/babysitting barterer, Sally. I get to snuggle this little nugget two nights a week.
Mickey happens to be one very lucky little dude. At one of his first pediatrician appointments, the doctor didn't like the looks of the dimple at the top of his ass crack.
An MRI showed it to be a little blob of fat on his spinal cord. He's seven months old, and yesterday had surgery to remove the blob.
It is the easiest procedure the neurosurgeon performs. The appendectomy of neurosurgery.
But if gone undetected, nerves would have grown into the blob and caused damage that could prevent him from ever walking. No blob. No problems.
It so easily could have been missed.
So, good vibes everyone for a speedy recovery for Mickey. Talked to Sally this morning everything is just fine. I hope to be smooshing him again by next week.
A good friend is one who will listen to you go on and on about how hot her husband is.
Sally is just such a friend.
When I showed up last Wednesday for my babysitting gig, Sally's fuckhawt husband was lounging on the couch with sleeping Mickey on his chest.
His fuckhawtness is very lucky that my ovaries didn't leap out of my body and attack him.
I was quite disappointed in the perv turnout on last week's 'Gay Porn' post.
Search terms turned up nothing but the *ahem* straightforward, 'Gay Porn'.
And like a good blogger, I tweeted the post. And again. No pervs.
Just the BuckShotBoys, (link is not safe for work, home, or anywhere else for that matter.) who are now amongst my Twitter followers.
After a couple years of badgering, I reluctantly agreed to participate in Sherri's Fall Swap.
Swap packages were due to be sent out yesterday. Mine will go out sometime this week. Maybe.
Last week, I got my package from the dirty hot (Al says he'd throw it in her) MommaKiss.
A HUGE box arrived containing:
Giant plastic wine glasses
Two Viking hats
Two adorable little bottles of Pinot Noir.
Maybe some more shit, I don't remember.
As instructed, I provided pictures for MommaKiss' viewing pleasure. Pictures that I took with my brand new laptop. Yay me.
And instead of boring you all with plain old pictures of ugly old me, I played with this doohickey that I found on Empress' blog:
For the crime of (badly) impersonating a mother.
Tulpen's Evil Incorporated.
Edward is definitely Team Tulpen.
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