has decided to throw down the gauntlet on behalf of the baby boys in the ultimate fight of who are the cutest; baby boys or baby girls? Well, naturally, I respect that Kristian would be a rather rubbish parent if he didn't find his own kid the cutest baby around, but if you go down to cold, hard numbers, then you just have to face that baby boys on average spend more time screaming and they learn to walk and talk later than the girls. When they grow into children, they'll have shittier, more boring toys, run around the house trying to shoot things and - worst of all - when they become teenagers, you get to throw their jerk-off socks in washer!
Anyway, none of this really matter, because I can say, objectively and completely without bias, that my little sister, Frederikke, was the cutest baby ever. Just lo and behold, Drooling Beauty
Aww bless, no? Sorry about the crappy quality of the pic, I had to take a picture of a paper photo and it turned out to be a bit tricky...
Speaking of things that make you go "aww bless", I'm seriously considering getting a cat. When I lived at home, we've pretty much had cats since I was born (Rocky, Buster, Milla, Gina and the current one, a Persian longhair that we took over from someone else who had given it the same name as my brother. So, in a stroke of naming genius, it's just called Misser (Kitty)) and now, having lived without a cat for two years, I'm kinda missing it.
So, I spent all of yesterday googling pictures of itty bitty tabby kittens, which I really have to stop doing, because it's making me cat broody and I'll end up doing something rash! But awww... kittens!