The Varmint to The Baby, as he stands in front of the refrigerator and shows her all of the photographs posted there: "Just look at your daddy. Isn't he just the coolest? Look how stylish your daddy is, you lucky, lucky girl. Look! There's another picture of your daddy. Isn't he just the best? You've got the coolest daddy ever, don't you think?"

Baby:  [farts loudly]

The Varmint to The Baby, trying vainly to ignore Tam as she rolls on the ground, laughing hysterically: "Hey! Well, I guess you are only three weeks old - obviously you're just not mature enough to grasp the full meaning of your commentary."


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I am a writer and lazy artist who loves travel, architecture and design. Right now, I'm into photography. My fabulous husband (a.k.a. The Varmint) and I are also the principals of a San Diego-based creative agency - and new parents to the divine Baby Mak. Read More >