I got to meet this little 4 pound 14 ounce cutie last weekend. His name is Ari, and he belongs to my sister, Mary Hannah. But just between you and me, he was almost kidnapped by his aunt Jessica who was going to move to Mexico to never been seen or heard from again.
Just kidding! I hear babies are a lot of work. By now you know I wasn't bred to work. Just kidding again! Kind of.
Anyway, isn't he such a doll? You can't tell how small he is from these pictures, but he is the tiniest thing I have ever seen. He looks like a little wrinkled old man. Kind of like the grandpa from that show, Rugrats. You know what I'm talking about?
This guy, Zairyn, also belongs to MH. We hung out, too. We have a "Jess gets down on the floor and pulls out every toy Z owns while Z watches her like she's an idiot" kind of relationship. By the way, you remember Let's Rock Singin' Cookie Monster? Well, he was nowhere in sight. Coincidence? I think not!
OK, I've wasted enough of your time, so carry on, loves. See you tomorrow!