Babypalooza 2009

I'm warning. There is cuteness ahead. If you have ovaries, be warned that they may start aching after you see these children.

On the weekend of August 15 - 17, we went to Iowa. We went to a wedding and it was great fun, but then began the parade of babies. I was seriously looking forward to this. And the cuteness then exploded.

It began with our newest nephew, L. He has a kind of weird name, but it will grow on you eventually. He's a floppy 3-week old newborn here. Yeah. He's a baby. With a lot of hair. Possibly more hair at birth than I have now.


After the newborn, I needed a little more substance in my baby, so we went to visit our 10-month old nephew, A. His name is normal. His older sister was sleeping, so we really only got to see him. He's adorable AND he loves it if you eat his cheeks. He laughs and slobbers on you as he gives you an open mouth kiss. I love this about him.

Here we are practicing clapping. It is his new skill. Frankly, I could use the practice.


The next day we headed to Dubuque to see the fresh from the hospital twins. I didn't know quite what to expect from them. I mean, they were almost 3 months old at the time, but they were only two days past their due dates. O. is still hooked up to oxygen. So I just grabbed them and started doing what I do to all babies. I ate their cheeks and nuzzled their necks. They seemed to like that.

Here's us doing a reasonable job making sure they wouldn't sleep that night. Look how uncomfortable BB looks. Oh, well. He's doing his best to be the best uncle he knows how. (His glasses sliding down his face is not the best look, but he was scared to let go of the baby to push them back up. I think.) BB is holding our future godson, O. and I'm holding K. Those are some cute ass children.


Then we went home and were greeted by six pounds of sheer cuteness in the form of our adorable cat. Life is pretty good right now.