First of all, dis my favorite place to chill. I like to watch birds and the trees outside. Once in a while, character actors. You know how we do.
...The REAL magic happens here, in my plush bling-bling bathtub you heard? Yeah. This is where I get cleaned up nice for da club. I know I got my clothes on but I'm not about to pull a Mariah Carey here.
Follow me and I'll show you where all the magic happens. This is my ride. Only room for one, so ladies better back up off me.
Where my frogs at? That's right. We about to make it into the west wing: My nursery!
As you can see, I like to chill out and sit on the floor. I can't crawl yet or anything like that so I usually just sit here for hours and talk to myself or rhyme about Enfamil and my drum...
And with looks like these who needs friends, anyway?
Where was I? Oh yes, my wardrobe. Fashion is very important in my household so I try to keep the threads nice and organized. My mom is pretty nuts when it comes to what i be wearing out of the house...
...Especially, the shoes.
A nursery aint a nursery without a vintage bookshelf stocked full of literature. Knowledge is power, peeps.
A nursery aint poop unless it's stocked with real expen$ive artwork! This one was a Sothebys Estate-auction purchase. Sweet deal.
The magic happens here: My changing table. In fact, it happens several times daily. Sometimes I just chill here with my Momz standing very close by.
...Because every little man needs his moisturizer (and this shoe I refuse to let go of)
And lastly, the most important part of my crib would probably have to be MY CRIB. This is where all the magic happens... for my parents.
This is my mobile cuz, you know, I like to have a good time...
I like to pull shit, sometimez, you know.
Damn. I fell. I gots to practice that, later...
So now you've seen my crib. Hope y'all come by and visit me sometime. That would be nice. We could sit on the floor and stuff, or whatever you want. Just don't crawl away.
So now I'd like for you, baby friends to show me yours! What? I wanna see your Cribz... If you in my blogroll I'm she-she, he-he-ing you. Serious. Wait! Where you going? Peeps? Aw, shucks, guess I'll catch you on the flipside...
Buh-bye.
GGC
