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I only know that people call me a feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.


My baby is in a rush to not be a baby any more! When does a baby stop being a baby?

Wait a sec, Henry is still my baby, so maybe [baby] Ez will stay my baby for a while yet...

[Note: I'm not sure whether this photograph indicates that Ezra is really big or Jen is really small.]
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Roddy said…
You know, I noticed that my youngest baby may not be a baby any longer when informed that he was to become a father. Do you also realise that your brother will always be my oldest baby, as i am my fathers oldest baby.
What goes round, comes round.
14 September 2009 at 20:11
tony said…
Age Will Not un-Baby Us!
14 September 2009 at 22:47
Petrea Burchard said…
It freaked me out when my baby sister turned 50.
15 September 2009 at 01:32
Debbie Courson Smith said…
I'm 4??? and my dad still calls me "his baby." :)
15 September 2009 at 02:04
yamini said…
I enjoyed the comments preceding mine and I would like to say: Once a baby, always a baby, atleast for parents and elder siblings!! :-))
15 September 2009 at 14:02
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, my poor little baby...
15 September 2009 at 14:13
Kris McCracken said…
Tony, I declare my desire to be a baby!
15 September 2009 at 14:13
Kris McCracken said…
Petrea, I'm the baby, and it freaked me out to turn 32.
15 September 2009 at 14:13
Kris McCracken said…
Diva, you're only 4???

I would have you pegged for 24...
15 September 2009 at 14:14
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, unless they hate you, of course...

;)
15 September 2009 at 14:14
KL said…
This picture is looking like those classical madonna and child picture. Jen is a bit darkish though. Use something to give a light touch and then a perfecto masterpiece.
15 September 2009 at 20:55
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I'm going for noir...
17 September 2009 at 11:08
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