Fun with photos
The kid’s stamina for Daddy Day ran out somewhere in between Monkey Joe’s and the pet store. So, with some time to kill while he’s napping, I found a nifty little site via lifehacker that lets me do stupid things with photos.
From left to right
Row 1: Me at night, My buddy Blood on Beckham, Warholian Wil
Row 2: Pauly as art, Fading Wil, Paris pimps Pauly
You can do you own at PhotoFunia.
Your man crush on me is confirmed. I made it twice in the collage. I’m honored and disturbed in the same breath.
At least I didn’t tattoo you on David Beckham’s rib cage, Pauly.
Oh, you shouldn’t have showed me this.
…and let the games begin.
I got stuck at the part where your son still naps. I hope you know how VERY fortunate you are! My daughter gave up naps by 2 1/2 years of age, about the time the newborn arrived on the scene. Now the “newborn” is not quite three and has decided he doesn’t need to nap anymore either, which is precisely why I DO need to nap.
And why I don’t have time to have my own creative moments anymore. Unless attempting to draw portraits of Iron Man at my son’s request counts.
I dunno. I think I’ve seen way too much Wil lately what with him on TVLand (which I watched until my eyes bled in the nursing home)