So Jesus has officially been alive since 4:00pm April 1st 2008. I had to walk home, and couldn't take a the carrier because it was too heavy. The walk wasn't too bad, except I was wearing flats, and it was wet. This man was running with his dog, and exclaimed " you have a baby?!" and I was about to say something like, "oh yeah, he's 12 weeks old" but I resided with the truth, and told him it wasn't real.
uh hold on, baby call.
It said its first words today, they were "aaa ma ma si ah"
which sounds a lot like "I'm the Messiah"
this is how it goes:
- 4:00- it comes alive
- 4:55- diaper change
- 5:00 to 5:17- food
- 5:50- diaper change
- 6:39 to 6:50- food
- 7:30 to 7:40- food
- 7:41- burp
- 7:45- diaper change
- 8:01 till now- food [typing with one hand]
uhhhhh, yeah.
when I was leaving, Mr.Brard saw it, I told him Jesus wasn't alive yet, so he punched it.
I have to keep Rabita away from it, she's jealous and might hurt it.
It kept making low crying/moaning sounds, and my mom took the opportunity to make fun of me. She goes "oh, is it a colic baby or something?, I don't think you are holding the bottle right."
when I was leaving, Mr.Brard saw it, I told him Jesus wasn't alive yet, so he punched it.
I have to keep Rabita away from it, she's jealous and might hurt it.
It kept making low crying/moaning sounds, and my mom took the opportunity to make fun of me. She goes "oh, is it a colic baby or something?, I don't think you are holding the bottle right."
Maybe I should stop referring to it, as it, and start with he. Maybe.
1 comment:
Your baby is obese.
Kill it now before it grows any bigger and drains your household of resources.
KILL
IT
.
Dude, you should have told him it WAS a baby. Two weeks old.
Was it in a plastic bag when he saw?
I hope it was.
Maybe the baby is suffering from Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Your teacher is perceptive.
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