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When Do Babies Grab Things
- A very young child, esp. one newly or recently born
A young or newly born animal
(baby) pamper: treat with excessive indulgence; "grandparents often pamper the children"; "Let's not mollycoddle our students!"
(baby) the youngest member of a group (not necessarily young); "the baby of the family"; "the baby of the Supreme Court"
The youngest member of a family or group
(baby) a very young child (birth to 1 year) who has not yet begun to walk or talk; "the baby began to cry again"; "she held the baby in her arms"; "it sounds simple, but when you have your own baby it is all so different"
- An object that one need not, cannot, or does not wish to give a specific name to
- any movable possession (especially articles of clothing); "she packed her things and left"
- Personal belongings or clothing
- Objects, equipment, or utensils used for a particular purpose
- (thing) a special situation; "this thing has got to end"; "it is a remarkable thing"
- (thing) an action; "how could you do such a thing?"
- A quick, sudden clutch or attempt to seize
- A mechanical device for clutching, lifting, and moving things, esp. materials in bulk
- catch: the act of catching an object with the hands; "Mays made the catch with his back to the plate"; "he made a grab for the ball before it landed"; "Martin's snatch at the bridle failed and the horse raced away"; "the infielder's snap and throw was a single motion"
- An act of obtaining something opportunistically or unscrupulously
- a mechanical device for gripping an object
- catch: take hold of so as to seize or restrain or stop the motion of; "Catch the ball!"; "Grab the elevator door!"
Thing Three, Thing Two, and Thing One
Thing Two, Thing one, and Thing Three.
(a.k.a. Jonathan, Jason, and Elijah)
"It's time for some fun" said Thing Two to Thing one,
"You grab the ammo, I've got the gun
We'll go for a drive and find us a tree
We'll shoot us two squirrels,
one for you, one for me.
We'll shoot them and skin them
and rip out their guts
We'll stick them in tacos
and eat their little butts.
I like to hunt
it makes me feel like a man"
Then he looked at Thing One
and gently touched his hand
Thing One said "that sounds great,
it really sounds fun,
But I want to be the one
to carry the gun".
So Thing One took the rifle
Thing Two took the ammo
They put on their boots
and darned on some camo
Thing one drove the rig
and said "Don't have a cow,
but I can't leave without my other pal"
So they picked up Thing Three
as they sang a loud chorus
They drove untill they reached
the middle of the forrest
Thing One took a shot
up a tree at a squirrel
He missed and they laughed
'cause he shot like a girl!
Thing Two took the gun
and gave it a try
He shot and he shot
but no squirrel would die
Thing Three laughed and said
"I'll show you how it's done"
He knocked over Thing Two
as he grabbed for the gun
Thing Three took off screaming,
the gun in one hand
He was something like "Rambo"
with his natural-born tan
He shot all his targets
one, two, three, DEAD!
Then he kneeled down and cried
and this is what he said
"I feel sorry that inocent
squirrels have to die,
But it had to happen
and we all know why,
It's in our nature,
our he-man drill
We're mighty tough hunters
we get a thrill when we kill
But since we're all hungry
and Thing Two forgot lunch,
Let's wrap up these babies
and crunch a munch, munch!"
The Littlest Fawn (Shenandoah National Park)
Saturday morning, I got up at 4:45am to make another early morning trip to the national park. The sky looked partly cloudy and the weather was nice when I left the house, so I was optimistic about getting some good shots. However, that all changed quickly once I got into the park. The skies clouded over, the wind picked up and by the time I got to Big Meadows, fog had rolled in. The sunrise was totally blah.
I decided to wander around Big Meadows looking for fawns when I spotted this precious little thing. It was sooooo tiny, and it was all by itself, crying. Just about broke my heart. It was still overcast and windy, so I had to take this shot at ISO 800. When I was done, I grabbed the little fawn and took it home with me.
OK, not really, but I wanted to! Instead, I opted to watch the fawn for a bit, and thankfully it's mother came over to check on it a few minutes later.
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