Sunday, October 15, 2006

How Was Your Bath, Harry? "Ducky, Mom. It Was Ducky."

Whoa! I don't think I trust this thing.

No really. This thing is creeping me out.

As you can see, a case of the starvin Marvins interrupted my post-bath grooming.

But I am ducking adorable, if I do say so myself

I really am hungry, darn it.

Check out my muscular thighs.

If don;t want my picture taken, I'll just roll away.

Thanks for the pj's Grandma and Grandpa

Thanks for the Cubs wear, other Grandma and Grandpa

All Cubbed out and napping in my swing-- not so shabby.

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