Some two weeks ago my sister and family came in from Florida to visit. Twenty-two now, Gabrielle is the eldest of four, married, now a mother, and about 500 pounds heavier. This trip, she brought back the most amazing thing — her brand new baby.
Allan Michael Sorenson is 7 months out the womb, healthy, heavy, white, with circumcised penis. He's quiet and smiles a lot.
At first glance I thought "holy crap, you brought the Boss' son!". Doesn't this baby have a slight resemblance of Sir Alex Ferguson? One cousin said he looked like Wayne Rooney; I disagree.
During their short stay, I must have changed, fed, and looked after him only once. Not that I'm lazy or anything, just trying to avoid being used/suckered by my sister this time around. Besides, are you used to seeing poop smothered all over a little person's legs, back, and frying pan? Thought so. To add, babies require plenty energy and responsibility. Did you know babies get changed about 6-8 per day? I learned a bunch of new baby stuff. One that tickled me most was the frying pan.
The frying pan is proven to be the filthiest part of the male anatomy. It's that inch of space between the anus and the testicles. When lying down the eggs just rest on the frying pan. I've got pictures to show for ten bucks a shot. Anyone?