So yeah, I was noticeably absent yesterday. Well shit, it was St.Pat's after all, so I was off drinking and partaking in some green.
I hope you all had a good weekend/St.Pat's yourselves, whether you were Irish or not.
I don't know about you guys, but lately I'm noticing more and more of my friends having kids.
Don't ask me why, must because of spring or something. But yeah, I can't seem to avoid hearing about all these new kids sprouting up like weeds all of a sudden.
Jealous? No. I've always been upfront that I'm more a fun uncle-type than a parent. Hey, at least I'm honest. Some people are meant to have kids; others not so much.
Anyhoo, this is an ode of sorts to that type thing. You know how it is, you don't get what all the big fuss about little Johnny or Susie spitting up on their onesie, or how they cute in such and such outfit.
You humor them unless you're generally interested, and you move on, hoping to steer the conversation away from kids.
Not going happen, especially if their new parents.
New Parents/Friends of new parents, this skit's for you:
Exactly. It's all the kids' fault;)
-Barbarianaut comes from the OMFG line of toys, out now.
Just go here to find a good bunch of them:
Plus they have their own Facebook page as well, so give 'em a look-see.
-The other purple alien is an old plastic alien guy from my youth. Don't ask me where or why I still have him, but I do apparently.
