
I'm kissing "Spot" right now, meanwhile "Spot" is looking on jealously from behind my head.
(Hey, I'm only 6 weeks old, gimme a break, I couldn't think of another name.)

Take notice at the subtle way he allows the audience to peek up his tiny nostrils, showing all how clean his nasal pipes are.
Also, please draw your attention to the eyelid-less wonder. I'm not sure how or why he had his eyes that open, but its a bit freaky.
And of course the multi colored pacifier. Tobias is a big sucker (by that I mean one who likes to suck, not the Phineas T. Barnum variety)

Apparently, he doesn't enjoy dad searing flesh on the ol' gas grill. He was much more interested in the curtains... go figure.

We ask for cool, and he gives us the Tobias Taxedermy Special.
He looks like a troubled stuffed animal. Or some odd child's doll. The kind that inspires years of therapy and vicious nightmares.
I think we'll help him pose next time...
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