Baby Pictures!

Ok lookit. I know seeing someone's baby pictures is about as fun as pulling teeth, or sitting through a slide show of your uncle Herman's trip to Orlando. But well, my Mom likes it, and I tried to make it a little bit funny. I take the mikey outta my Dad a bit. He does look goofy here, so I'm going to be featuring a pic of my Dad looking ultra slick somewhere else soon on this site. Look for it soon!
My Old Man and Me Here's my Dad and me. I was damned young. Maybe 3 months old at best. Doesn't my Dad look possessed? Well, actually, that's the look new parents have... kinda goofy, kinda weird, and definitely sleep-deprived. Dad and Me Again There's my Dad and me again. I couldn't find a picture of me and my Dad that makes him look cool. He looks kinda dorky in this one. Me, on the other hand... I look cool in that retro sixties doobie hat! Those First Steps to Manhood Aparently, I started walking before my first birthday. Is that good? Anyways, once I started, they couldn't stop me, so they took further actions.... Vroom Vroom it's Mario Mark! When I was 11 months old, I had my first Christmas, and the first x-mas gift I ever got was a shiny red racing-riding car. No wonder I love auto racing! It's ingrained! And by now, do you notice what my parents' favourite colour for me was?		Me Mum and Me Here, I'm older. In fact, they are getting me ready for my first birthday. As you can see, I didn't like getting older - too much responsibility. Isn't my Mom pretty? (and young!!) Philosopher King Here I am, trying to solve the world's problems. Obviously, I never figured them out. Oh, interesting factoid. See that lamp in the background? I actually remember that lamp! What I Got for Walking Well, learning how to walk earned me a nice trip to jail for about two years. I seem to remember this as well. It wasn't pleasant. Then one day, I escaped... hehehehe Mark - Babe Magnet This was my first girlfriend. Sometimes I shared with her. I think I slipped her the tongue once. She dumped me, leaving me heartbroken, but I got over it. Wanna go back to the Ultra Personal Page?