Meat.

Posted on May 11, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

I celebrate the procurement of it.

I care.

Posted on April 24, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

Here’s some time lapse of me making the world a better place. Or at least making this neighborhood sports center a painted place. I’m the small person in the clip.

This was not intentional.

Posted on March 29, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

Uh oh.

Posted on March 10, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

When I like a song, I really get into it. It consumes me for about 56 hours, then it passes like a wad of swallowed bubble gum.

My cousin Cede.

Posted on March 9, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

Posted on February 7, 2015 by Human Baby Liam

Random visual updates.

Image

: I rake my own leaves. And cut my own bangs.

: Best. Family. Portrait. Ever.

: This is how it’s done.

: I pretty much live in a pillow fort.

: Rakin’ it in.

: Cats. They are the foundation of the internets.

: In my belly: cake. In Monka’s belly: George. And cake.

: In yo face.

: This is my friend, Duke. He will cut you up.

: Holy crap.

: I throw the kind of parties that require safety goggles.

: Mom’s picking blueberries. I’m picking flowers. Dad’s picking his nose.

: Mighty sheens.

: Cannonball!

: Come at me, bro. Come at me.

I got moves.

Posted on December 1, 2014 by Human Baby Liam

Slides are my jam.

Posted on October 19, 2014 by Human Baby Liam

My trip to the upper midwest.

Posted on October 19, 2014 by Human Baby Liam

: Kickin’ it Old Style.

: What’s in the bahhhhx?

: I have several methods of slide.

: Don’t cross my path.

: Me and some gatos in a traffic jam.

: This kid had zero personality.

: Slides. They’re ok by me.

: Lemme show you how it’s done, Tonto. Was that racist?

: A bladder infection.

: Earth saver, donut destroyer.

: CAAANN YOU DIG IT? Warriors reference. Google it.

: Street hustlin’.

: I’m a fast boy.

: ‘Sup.

: The Second Amendment gives me the right to open carry a freakin’ cannon.

Stuff.

Posted on October 1, 2014 by Human Baby Liam

More it. It’s coming. Soon. There’s been a Gossip Girl marathon on tv, so Dad has been glued to it.

In the meantime, here’s a random photo of me. It’s safe to assume two things about the day it was taken: 1) I was painting. 2) My junk needed some adjustment.

Enjoy.