My son recently turned
one year old. It was quite a milestone in his little life. He got
birthday cake and ice cream. (I have pictures, but the digital was nowhere to be found that day, so we had to do it the
old fashioned way, and I've yet to get my
sorry ass to the store to develop them. I'll scan them once I do.) He
loved the ice cream--almost as much as he loves his
stuffed reindeer that he
humps every single freakin' day of his life. Yes, Mr. Patron,
if you haven't figured out yet, is a
4.5 lb humping machine of a
Chihuahua. I thought I'd share a couple pictures of my baby with you because he is just
so damn cute I want to eat him. Well, not really, I mean, I probably get enough Chihuahua in my diet at the
Chinese Buffet...
Here is one of Mr. Patron (yes, Patron like the
best tequila in the world!) being all
gansta and
ghetto in
da hood:
And here is one of him playing in the snow in his adorable little faux shearling coat (it's obvious you're from the south when 1" of snow slush is worth all this excitement!):
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