(To the tune of "I Sing The Body Electric" from the Fame (1980) movie soundtrack.)

I sing to my Ninja Baby,
The one with all that brown curly hair.
He has about thirty-eight teeth,
and that was before he turned a year.

He loves him some Mommy,
and makes his Dad laugh.
He plays with his penis,
when he takes a bath.
And in time, and in time,
He will be a teenager and that won't be as funny or as appropriate to sing about.

(Okay, so the tune falls apart in the last line... sue me!)

Happy Birthday Ninja Baby!

Love, Daddy

Happy Birthday Ninja Baby!

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

Before September is gone, I thought it would be best to update you on some of the recent travels.
Labour day weekend too us west to Michigan, where Ninja Baby got to play with Toddler Jeneric and the recently promoted Toddler Wily.
Watching Toddler Wily toddle around enabled NB to be more interested in walking then he was before the visit.


TJ and TW took us to the local aquatic center where NB was unsure about the water. Once he realized that if he crawled in the right direction, there was dry land there was no stopping him. Not content to sit in the water he made a bee line for the shore each time he was set down.



The following weekend took us in to Toronto to visit Aunt Jen and Uncle N'gai, where a roof top BBQ was enjoyed by all.

As the summer has progressed NB has learned to ride a horse, okay it is of the wooden variety but he does enjoy it





Feet were compared between Keeper and NB



And we said goodbye to Aunt Sarah before she left for Krakow
And that brings us to September

After arriving back from Saskatoon, we went to a company picnic. Now when you get that many engineer type people together it should be no surprise that a giant slingshot comes out. The ammo - water balloons

NB however was a little jaded,
either that or just worn out from the excitement.

It is hard to believe that summer is almost gone, and although we here at Ninja Baby Adventures have been busy we have been laxed at writing blog posts. I will however try and remedy that.
The begining of August brough NB first flight, as we travelled westward to Saskatoon to visit Grandma and Grandpa, and saw Great Grandparents too.

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

From The Adventures of Ninja Baby

Number One Mom and the Ninja Baby are going away for the next few days visiting Grandmom out west. Dad spent much of yesterday chronicling NB's activities, because:

1) He's gonna miss his family, and
2) He's a maudlin SOB.

So here are some pics:

1) NB waking up in the morning.

Looks happy doesn't he. Not much else to say here.

2) We decide to go for an early morning Geocache/hike in our little "Master-Blaster" carry-all.


3) Mom and Dad spend three quarters of an hour tramping around in a local park before we realize we got the wrong coordinates on our GPS. Meanwhile NB takes a nap, clearly demonstrating better thinking compared to his 'rents.


4) We go home. NB wakes and tries on a pair of knitted denim pants, made by Aunt Sarah.


The reason for that look: Within 5 minutes of wearing his brand new pants, NB has pooped his diapers.

5) Bedtime.


Funny enough, when Dad was a baby, he too slept with his butt in the air.