The best laid plans

The best laid plans can go awry when the tormentor aka Jacob refuses to adhere to it. It was the same plan as yesterday. Feed it late, feed it lots. Oh No, he had to eat his fill way earlier and then wake up 2 - 3 times in the wee hours of midnight. 

Unfortunately some people have forgotten to wash their hands before carrying him or touching his face (which no one should), no one should touch a baby's face because its more tender than your ass. So our dear Jacob has 4 huge pimples around his face. Oh well if he gets to earn some money himself or allow me to strike some type of lottery we could maybe bring him to some skin care salon. 

Not much to rant about but oh, this came to mind.  wonder if the missus would want to try for a baby girl soon... hmm food for thought.

Neways more pictures for my dear readers.

(The feet of our future star footballer. I'd kiss those feet if he ever plays for Arsenal)

(or he could be a blues singer, look at those fat lips!)

(Jacob looking pissed after being cheated with a nipple that doesn't give milk.)