Boom Box

What a treat. 2 posts in one night. The photos have been piling up so I thought I'd take some time to get another post up.
As you can see, little Faye is starting to grow. She has been smiling and making all kind of great noises. Including lots of farts.
She's a gassy little gal. maybe all babies are gassy? What do I know? I'm new at this. A long time ago Dave England gave Fran a pink cloth boombox that actually is a FM radio. The Buttermaker loves laying in the crib listening to classical music. She thinks she's better than us. Hell who are we kidding? She is. I'm wondering if she is composing chamber music in that tiny little head?

Even though Faye has been growing like a weed, she still doesn't seem to fit into her clothes. Check out her pants. Fat pants went out of style in '93 dude.

Here is a great pic to show how little the Butter is. That's Frans hand she's holding onto. Obviously she has to play a really tiny piano.

Last Thursday Fran Faye Megan and myself went to Jakes for lunch. Faye has already been there twice. She's into it. We ordered the chocolate box for desert. So much chocolate and cream and good. Our waiter took the pic. I think he's a good photographer.

Alot of this happens.

Alot of this happens too. (Check out the girly little shirt.)

This is the best part of the post. A couple of photos of Faye smiling. She has a great smile. She's alot like Clint Eastwood. Check out the squint.

That shit is hilarious!!!


Buttermaker and The Duke.

Mornings are the best.