SYD CRIBS.

– Hey Gurl, turn on the tube! My favorite show’s on!

– What?? SYD CRIBS??! Awwwhellya… Who’s on today??

"Oh... Oh, hay!  Welcome to my crib!"

"Oh... Oh, hay! Welcome to my crib!"

– Oh snapppp! It’s Rachel Stevens! She be my fave.

– She’s tight. Au-pair Extraordinaire. I wonder what her set-up’s like.

"Here you see that my windows look out to the deck and then out to some of what the Aussies call 'bush'."

"Here you see that my windows look out to the deck and then out to some of what the Aussies call 'bush'."

– Wait… What’s all over that gurl’s windows??

"I had these custom window stickers sent over from the States.  Got 'em did by DABZ."

"I had these custom window stickers sent over from the States. Got 'em did by DABZ."

– Ohhhh… child. Them’s tight.  Little blurry… but tight.

– Mmmmhmmmm. I wonder what her system’s like.

"Behold!  My entertainment system!"

"Behold! My entertainment system!"

– CHECK IT!

– Nahice… Wonder what she’s got on her walls… It’s probably a bunch of classy stuff.

"Here is the wall compiled of all the amazing things my friends have sent!"

"Here is the wall compiled of all the amazing things my friends have sent!"

– Errr… Okay… Tight… Tight.

– Yeah, but what the eff is that gurl wearin’?

"I have to show off my awesome shirt that I got from Dabz... and how awesomely short it is!"

"I have to show off my awesome shirt that I got from Dabz... and how awesomely short it is!"

– Cool shirt… Creepy shot.

– Agreed. I wanna see more of the stuff on her walls!

"A lovely poster from Dabz, Pictures from Dabz, a calendar from Nicky..."

"A lovely poster from Dabz, Pictures from Dabz, a calendar from Nicky..."

"Postcard from Whales, Valentine from Bro, Artwork by me, Pictures from Dabz and Nicky..."

"Postcard from Whales, Valentine from Bro, Artwork by me, Pictures from Dabz and Nicky..."

"Valentine from Lisa, Amazing Poster from Dabz, Poscards from Pops."

"Valentine from Lisa, Amazing Poster from Dabz, Poscards from Pops."

– Hodon, hodon, hodon…… What happened to that poster??!

"Rachel, this poster is deluscious."

"Rachel, this poster is deluscious."

"Rachel! There are games on the back of this poster! And they, too, are deluscious!"

"Rachel! There are games on the back of this poster! And they, too, are deluscious!"

– That baby looks terrified. …Wait, where does the R-Child sleep?

"Here's my bed.  And a hilarious book.  And a JH News&Guide from January 30.  And my modes of communication."

"And this is where all the magic happens."

– I wonder what tunes she currently jams to on that raptop.

[JAYDIOHEAD.]

"Alright, you guys get out.  I got babies to sit on."

"Alright, you guys get out. I got babies to sit on."

– Yeah, that was aight.

– Not as good as Lil’ Romeo’s.

– Awwwhellnaw. Dabz told me that kid’s got a Mercedes with an Xbox in it.

– Now why you need an Xbox in your Mercedes?

4 thoughts on “SYD CRIBS.

  1. Clearly you have everything. But, if you did need some more material happiness, what would it look like, and is it across-the-world sendable?

  2. the only reason you’d need an xbox in your mercedes would be if you couldn’t drive it yet, which lil romeo can not. i think your crib trumps his big time. especially with all those classy wall hangings!

    (you got a real cute baby. )

    (hope you’re having an awesome non-vincent oz time!)

  3. (ps. you forgot to say “and this is where all the magic happens” when you showed your bed. what’s up with that?)

  4. dabz, how did i forget that?! oh man… fail.

    and whales, i really cannot think of what happiness would look like if sent over here… i get excited about ANYTHING… seriously.

    …especially if “anything” = sour patch kids.

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