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Tag: Babies

  • Each Trip’s a Trip to Paradise


    Can we get real for a second, ModBloggers? Because here’s some truth: Beneath our rough, rugged, defiant exteriors…we here at BME are still absolute suckers for baby pictures like this. This photo is like a meteorite to the heart. Pictured is Amber, moments after her daughter, Rain, was born. I think I just started ovulating.

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  • Run Into His Arms


    Well hey, it’s new (and tattooed) daddy Zach with number-one son, Cash Randall, of whom he seems so proud, he’s just gonna put him up on the mantle for all to see. Seems like as good a place as any.

    More shots of father and son, after the jump.

    (Photos by wife and mother, Christina.)

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  • I Walk Around Somehow


    I have nothing to say about this picture, because I am dead. I am dead, and this picture killed me. I’ll let the new father take it from here:

    Grahm Brian Clemmer, born 1:51 a.m., March 17, 2009. This was right after delivery. I got this tattoo well before my son was born. I wanted him to know that I would always be there for him.

    (Tattoo by Heath Rave at Captive Elements in Blaine, Minnesota.)

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  • You Know More Than You Think You Do


    Quite the murderer’s row of babies on the old ModBlog lately, no? First we had last week’s Smurficide, and now Back Sass Jezebel‘s stunning little Dahlia Grace here just made my heart explode. Good grief. It just got a little dusty here at the office.

    (“My little girl loves her daddy,” says the new mama, and those would be daddy’s hands, with tattoo work by Tom at Inksanity in Somerset, New Jersey.)

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  • Eh, Maybe Texas


    Burgh heard the screams, the cries, and before he ever saw it, he knew exactly what had happened. He ran out into the backyard and there it was: His daughter, Sophie, on her first birthday, had killed and eaten a Smurf. Look at that face, that uninhibited bloodlust. Why? Who knows why. Sophie’s not talking. And not a jury in the world is going to convict a baby.

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