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“The boy is father to the man”


Here are my two very favourite sons enjoying the afternoon sunshine in our living room.

Renowned sale vieux homme - and one-time collaborator with George Gershwin, Irving Berlin and the Vichy regime - Maurice Chevalier used to sing Thank Heaven for Little Girls.

What I want to know is, who do we have to thank for little boys?
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KL said…
Thank the x-chromosome of your wife and the y-chromosome of yours :-D. Or you can also thank the x-chromosome of yours since she refused to merge with the x-chromo of your wife and that's why you don't have any little girls. Ok, in another 5 years time.
11 April 2009 at 10:54
Sue said…
Remercier Dieu pour les garçons. Je n'aime pas les filles. Ils sont de petites chiennes. Cela est mon opinion.
I love my boys.
11 April 2009 at 14:00
Sue said…
Roddy...if you are reading this...Happy, happy, happy birthday!
Mwah, big brother! xoxox
11 April 2009 at 14:01
smudgeon said…
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11 April 2009 at 14:23
smudgeon said…
Isn't it time to acknowledge Jesus' part in all this? If he didn't get nailed to something-or-other, there'd be no little boys, no almond Magnums, and no moustaches...

...or what KL said.
11 April 2009 at 14:25
Roddy said…
Dogs and snails and puppy dogs tails, That's what little boys are made of.


I am reading this, as you may now be aware. Thank you Sue. A few more years and you will reach my milestone, however I will be somewhere else.
11 April 2009 at 16:32
Priyanka Khot said…
KL's explanation wins hands down! Lolz...
12 April 2009 at 03:36
Priyanka Khot said…
forgot to praise the photo which has two of my most favourite boys across the globe.
12 April 2009 at 03:39
Anonymous said…
I think it is a nice photo too.
12 April 2009 at 05:40
freefalling said…
I've always found that song by Maurice Chevalier a little bit pervy.
12 April 2009 at 11:12
Sue said…
What? Are you moving, big brother?
12 April 2009 at 12:58
Kitty said…
wow, they're growing quickly, I see, especially in the hair department.

oh to be a kid sitting on the floor!!
12 April 2009 at 13:32
Kris McCracken said…
KL, we have a winner!
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, Henry sang to him on the phone.
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Me, poor old Jeebus. No respect.
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, too right.
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, they are sweet.
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Abe, thank you. I got lucky with the light.
13 April 2009 at 07:36
Kris McCracken said…
Freefalling, he does indeed come across as a filthy old man. The whole collaboration with the Nazis thing also troubles me.
13 April 2009 at 07:37
Kris McCracken said…
Freefalling, he does indeed come across as a filthy old man. The whole collaboration with the Nazis thing also troubles me.
13 April 2009 at 07:37
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, it sounds like he’s on the way out.
13 April 2009 at 07:37
Kris McCracken said…
Kitty, I still enjoy sitting on the floor. The only risk here is that Henry will jump on top of you.
13 April 2009 at 07:37
yamini said…
Another shot worth being treasured!!!
13 April 2009 at 20:24
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, they look good.
15 April 2009 at 09:01
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