Sometime in July of 2011, The Wife and I were enjoying a beer at Crow Bar on North Mississippi. We were sitting near the windows overlooking the sidewalk, when a woman pushing a stroller stopped in front of us. She held a cell phone in her free hand and spoke very loudly into it, in that special way which lets everyone within earshot know she’s kind of a big deal. The baby contained inside the stroller was equally hideous; waving its sticky little meat hooks in the air like a boiled lobster. My wife stared at the baby for a moment, looked up at its mother, then turned to me…
THE WIFE: “Her child looks just like her, which is not a present.”
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For another laugh (and the source of the image above), check out Ugly Baby Alert on Mother Blogger, by Vicki Combden Murphy. And don’t worry — her baby is much cuter now.
Oh God, My Wife Is German. 
Ha ha. That is MY ugly baby, and I can laugh at all your comments because things have changed significantly. :) Check it out, y’all. http://www.motherblogger.ca
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