It’s that time of day again…I’m on hold with a company attempting to get something fixed and having to suffer through horrible hold music, so I subject other people to pictures of my baby vs baby me in a completely impartial death match to discover who was the cuter baby.
ITPapa vs Baby M
In this particular parent-holding-baby scenario, it’s pretty clear to me I’m the winner. I mean look at my baby face. Maggie’s baby face is sort of “meh, life…” and that’s all I have to say about that.
IN YOUR FACE BABY M
This shall forever be known as my “whatchoo talkin’ ’bout Willis?” face. I’m going to concede cuteness victory to baby M here as I have a weirdly misshappen baby head that sort of looks just a little bit creepy.
SUCK IT BABY ME
Using nothing but Polaroid technology my parents managed to capture a smile. With a cell phone camera that captures up to twenty photos at one shot I managed to capture one smile, and have so far managed to lose it.
HAPPY BABY ME FOR THE WIN
In the baby lounge games, I don’t know… I’m sort of torn on this as I’m not a huge fan of fat babies and I was one, although I do look supremely more comfortable there in my chub.
IT’S A TIE BITCHES!
Oh, what’s that Baby M? You’re passed out in your dad’s arms? Well screw that business, look at that bitchen 70’s photo of me… you know what I’m doing there? I’m fucking FLYING… that’s right Baby M, your dad was super baby… not snore baby… in your face!
You snooze, you loose, you snost and lost…
Final score: ITPapa 3, ITBaby 1, tie 1
I win baby M, you’re going to have to step up your cute game considerably. You 2013 babies ain’t got nothing on us 73 babies… wut wut