My congressman,

the House Minority Leader, aside from being a huge, crying assbag, is also a huge hypocrite. In a recent appearance denouncing Democrats for hating freedom, he had the nerve to NOT WEAR A FLAG PIN ON HIS LAPEL. So does this mean he hates freedom, hates the troops, or is it a sign that the terrorists have won? Perhaps all three? Douchebag.

Oh well, on to the cuteness. Jr has some kind of epizudec this week that caused him to break out on his hands, feet and bum. Given the troubles that ensued the last time he got sick, we called in the cavalry. He's always happy when the grandparents come in. Here he is playin' some baseball:
I got him a few t-shirts this past week. Sadly, they're all huge on him. Here he is with his Clash shirt. Descendents and Minutemen were included, but not shown. Clearly, he's thrilled to be flyin' the punker flag.
Cavorting on the couch with Baba:
"Who, moi?":

"Seriously, you don't mean me?"
I don't know how to describe the girations he goes through when he's feelin' goofy. It's hilarious.

Mommy got him this button down. She loves it. He's on the fence.
No, we won't get that hair cut. It's gonna be Mullet City, baby.
Love this shot:
So last Saturday he decided to go into a little soliloquy by the stairs. Got some video below.

"Alas, poor Yorick"
"And with that, I'm done . . ."
"Wait, I've got SOMETHING ELSE TO SAY!!!"
On to this week's videos. First up, he gets all chatty in the high chair, sorta:

This isn't all of it, but some of the stair talk:

Goofin' on the couch:

Goofin' with Baba and Dido:

And finally, the joy of discovering a new toy - the vacuum cleaner cord:

So there you have it. Three weeks, three posts. I'm exhausted. See you some time in July or August.

I keeed. We'll be back next week. Thanks for stopping by. You stay classy.