Nov 06 2006


Cole and his cousin waiting for the arrival of the cake.

What the eff is that, Mom?


What? Do I have something on my face?

Did I get it?
(Note- Dog fixed at messy-baby side)

This part’s delicious… What gene pool did he come from?

Maybe this explains it. This is my, um, father. It was a costume party. Really.

And I usually don’t let him eat so badly. This is a lot more normal, I swear.