Chapter DXXV

 

THE TALES OF DANGER BABY!

CHAPTER DXXV

Danger Baby can be beyond adorable and sometimes when the moon is right, she can be precious. However, she will still put her extra special Danger Baby stamp on any adorable moment that just so happens to come along.

For instance, today after rising from her nap, Danger Baby, still somewhat sleepy, put her head on Daddy’s shoulder. As the two of them walked past the glass French Doors leading into the living room, Danger Baby pointed at their reflection and cooed contentedly.

Daddy stopped to look and sure enough, the reflection of father and daughter, locked in a special embrace that only a father and daughter can share wasn’t just one of those adorable moments, it was fully in the category of precious. It was the kind of moment that Daddy would remember and tear up over as he danced with Danger Baby at her wedding.

So as the two stood there and looked over their reflection in the glass door, time froze until Danger Baby let out the loudest and may I add, somewhat violent, series of farts ever recorded in human history.

Then she bit me.

Precious.

Oh, I'm sorry, were we having a moment here?

Posted: June 22nd, 2011 under Danger Baby.

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Comment from Gramma
June 22, 2011 at 10:11 pm

Oh Baby!!!

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