Lilly and Drew go to Mexico

My sister and her husband have a phlog for their boy, Reid. I have recently been (unfairly) pushed down the page. My bro-in-law let me know that if maybe he had a few more pictures here maybe I could get better positioning on his phlog. Well, this posed a dilemma for me. Of course I should have - nay - deserve more photos with better location. After all I am a FUNcle. However, the only photos I have of Lilly and Drew was a little trip that Drew's wife (my sister) is unaware of, his trip to Mexico.

Of the pictures that Lilly brought back there are two that I am able to show you due to some new internet laws. The first one is a picture from Jose's Skydivers. The slogan on their sign was "You must be high to dive."

The other photo that I can show may wind some people in trouble with the ASPCA. But I gotta do what I gotta do to get on that phlog.

Lazy Bones and Sleepy Head

And in case you thought all we did was sleep. Here's a picture of Lilliana climbing on the dog. She has quite the little claws. The dog has allergies. Bird meet stone. Look at the dog's face. Pure ecstacy.

Arty Lil

Baby gets Served!

The day started way too early and on way too little sleep. Lilliana had gone to the doctor which tires her out until about 1AM and then she was up. i went to sleep around 5:30AM and wife took over baby duties. I awoke late and rushed into the shower for our family's big day in court. As I exited the shower and dazed looked for clothes that a normal sleeping human adult would wear my wife went off to dress up the baby. That's when I heard the scream.

I began to move down the hall very quickly suspecting nothing good could come from a scream like the one my wife had just emitted. About three steps down the hall I heard, "Why? Why would you pee in my hair? What kind of baby pees in a mother's hair? Boys do that, not you."

Susan showed up at the courthouse that day with pee hair. I showed up with a lot of nasty looks thrown my way. But c'mon. It is funny.

Here is the baby getting served. Notice how in each picture the sheriff gets less and less happy to serve the baby. He did not expect the photoshoot. If you expect Sue, you expect the photoshoot.

Next stop was the courtroom to be granted the baby. The judge made a little speech about the joys of parenting. Susan cried. I was doing everything I could to not laugh. I mean, c'mon, pee-hair in a courtroom. After we asked for a picture with the judge. Susan asked if it would be "judge-like for me to put my arm around you." I do not think he expected us to hand him the baby but super judge-dad handled it in stride. The lawyer took the picture. Neither me nor my wife seem to be awake in this photo.

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