My favorite part of this video, after the clapping? Ben strolling by in his Lightning McQueen undies at the end. He’ll never forgive me for that.
If you enjoyed the last post, you might enjoy the actual site, Wry Baby, where you can not only purchase your own parental instruction book, but also buy a onesie that says:
and other useful and tactful gifts for your friends.
In other news, Maya (aka, “demon child”) went to the doctor today and we found out [...]
[Note: After posting this, I got a few alarmed calls from family and some e-mails from friends, worrying Marti had become an alcoholic. Don't worry, we're still in denial...I mean, of course he isn't an alcoholic! He tells me he isn't! Really, though, Marti points out that he didn't actually drink the [...]
“I’m not getting forgetful. I just can’t remember things any more.” — my mother
Or, shall I say, it’s about how to carry multiple bras at one go. A problem we all have, I must say.
But really — Dave Barry may have retired his column, but he still puts out his gift guide! This year, among the bra-g, I enjoyed seasoned shot — shotgun shot that [...]
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