Niece Alert, Part II
By Mitch Berg
Here’s my new niece, Naomi, when she was about a day or so old, a few days ago:
Just ‘dorble.
There are times I miss having babies.
Especially when other people get to take care of the diapers and waking up.
19 Responses to “Niece Alert, Part II”
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February 26th, 2007 at 6:51 am
Now that IS one cute baby! (Many times they kinda…..aren’t!). She doesn’t even really look like a newborn.
February 26th, 2007 at 7:53 am
Colleen accused: “She doesn’t even really look like a newborn.”
Oh yeah, like Mitch would photograph a fake baby in a sad, disturbing attempt to lie about some non-existent niece. Jesus you’re cynical, Colleen!
February 26th, 2007 at 8:46 am
Shouldn’t somebody brush away the insect on her head?
February 26th, 2007 at 8:47 am
Clown, the joyous celebration of the arrival of a child should be a snark-free time. I’m sure that many people were both misty-eyed and ecstatic when you were born, even though you have probably given them ample cause to second-guess their joy. Please be quiet and respectful as others congratulate Mitch on his absolutely beautiful little niece.
February 26th, 2007 at 9:05 am
Mefolkes: Bite me.
February 26th, 2007 at 9:06 am
Seriously, that looks like a dragonfly. Somebody really ought to do something.
February 26th, 2007 at 9:22 am
Snap out your tongue and eat it!
February 26th, 2007 at 9:27 am
You don’t think that’s more up Kermit’s alley?
February 26th, 2007 at 9:56 am
*I’ve* never seen the two of you in the same place.
February 26th, 2007 at 10:08 am
Angryclown has successfully avoided Kermit in the past and plans to continue doing so.
February 26th, 2007 at 11:05 am
Mitch – she is beautiful. I almost miss having babies around. Then I think about diaper changes and 2 am feedings and no sleep and all the myriad of baby worries and I come to my senses.
Now if I can only survive a teen-aged son…
LL
February 26th, 2007 at 12:17 pm
I wish I’d known about teen-aged sons when I had my son.
I have gathered that not all teen-aged sons are snot-nosed punks who regard the hand that feeds them as the only *real* food.
February 26th, 2007 at 2:13 pm
Teen-age sons are ok. They’re rather angryclownish, in a way. You’re right about the diapers, Mitch. I’m glad those days are long gone.
February 26th, 2007 at 2:41 pm
What a
nightmareblessing it must be to have one of you right-wingnutjobsreal americans and pillars of society as a dad. Angryclown should set up an escape fund for allyour kids, who will no doubt rebel againstyour impotent and ignorant uptopian-yet-authoritarian impulses the minute they get a chance. Free ticket to someplace civilized, like San Francisco or Seattle, where they canbeg for beer moneysee first-hand the wages of societal decay, and go on to make a real difference in this nation. It’s too late for the children of the blue states, alas.February 26th, 2007 at 3:14 pm
Presuming you have kids, or will some day, did/will they call you Angry or just Clown? You want them to be your best friend.
February 27th, 2007 at 7:02 am
An unfortunate aspect of corresponding with thick-headed wingnuts is the frequent necessity of explaining the patently obvious: making friends is not exactly Angryclown’s No. 1 priority.
February 27th, 2007 at 7:42 am
And yet you do it so effortlessly…
February 27th, 2007 at 10:19 am
Damn, I’ve long suspected Angryclown had daddy issues. Since I first met him, actually.
October 5th, 2007 at 9:31 am
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