Less than a day old, and she’s already the subject of grainy paparazzi photographs, sent to me by Tami’s Marvelous Official BFF and Godfather Devin, photographed by that Loveliest of Aunts, Danielle. (I’m guessing — correct me if that’s wrong!) I heard Danielle and Devin shared $10,000 for the first family picture of Shirley, Tami, and Harry. But you’ll see it here before it makes the Enquirer. The magic of the internet. You’ve come a long way baby! She’s so gorgeous, she deserved nothing less than a four-month buildup to her arrival. Now I feel a bit guilty for not starting the Tami blog earlier, but hopefully by the time she’s old enough to realize it, she will have forgiven the slight. (I may have to grovel and present a penance in the form of stuffed animals. Or dresses. Or whatever the new-fant set is into — you know, that valuable market between newborns and infancy whose disposable income all of the companies are trying to attract. Once they have some extra time in their extremely busy schedule full of eating, sleeping, spitting up, and pooping.) You know, I have to make a confession. At the shower, I took a private audience with Devin. He was a little occupied trying to get Tami’s nutty cats to sit calmly on his lap, which made me even more nervous about this crucial discussion. I stumbled a little bit before getting to the point. “May Tami’s first child be a feminine child,” I said. (Thank goodness I brought cue cards.) And poof, bippity boppity boo, the godfather delivered. (Thanks Devin!!) Thank Devin for little girls, but please, if you care about them, keep them away from Maurice Chevalier. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSGM3ZTP2nw

Less than a day old, and she’s already the subject of grainy paparazzi photographs, sent to me by Tami’s Marvelous Official BFF and Godfather Devin, photographed by that Loveliest of Aunts, Danielle. (I’m guessing — correct me if that’s wrong!)

I heard Danielle and Devin shared $10,000 for the first family picture of Shirley, Tami, and Harry. But you’ll see it here before it makes the Enquirer. The magic of the internet.

You’ve come a long way baby!

She’s so gorgeous, she deserved nothing less than a four-month buildup to her arrival. Now I feel a bit guilty for not starting the Tami blog earlier, but hopefully by the time she’s old enough to realize it, she will have forgiven the slight. (I may have to grovel and present a penance in the form of stuffed animals. Or dresses. Or whatever the new-fant set is into — you know, that valuable market between newborns and infancy whose disposable income all of the companies are trying to attract. Once they have some extra time in their extremely busy schedule full of eating, sleeping, spitting up, and pooping.)

You know, I have to make a confession. At the shower, I took a private audience with Devin. He was a little occupied trying to get Tami’s nutty cats to sit calmly on his lap, which made me even more nervous about this crucial discussion. I stumbled a little bit before getting to the point.

“May Tami’s first child be a feminine child,” I said. (Thank goodness I brought cue cards.)

And poof, bippity boppity boo, the godfather delivered. (Thanks Devin!!)

Thank Devin for little girls, but please, if you care about them, keep them away from Maurice Chevalier.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSGM3ZTP2nw

November 1, 2009  

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