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Category Abigail
Baby Explains Recent Misbehavior
Asked recently about her apparent unwillingness to cooperate or to act according to her parents’ wishes, Abigail Moore explained, “I don’t really listen to them. I pretty much do whatever I want.” Pressed for additional details, Abigail continued, “look… they…
Open the damn Howling Wolf Already!
Look at this! I’m eating an unpeeled carrot and bread I was supposed to throw to the ducks in the pond. I COULD be eating a delicious burrito from the Howling Wolf Taqueria if Pat would get off his ass…
Baby Jawa!
Is it the Iron Sheikette? No! It’s a baby Jawa… and as Addison noted… it’s a baby Jawa dancing on the new bamboo!
Better Call Saul, Baby!
Although I usually speak an alien baby language, Mom’s always worried I’m going to start spewing four-letter words like my Dad. Sure… he can be pretty funny when he hits his thumb with a hammer or runs into the coffee…
A Word from the Owner
Today I’d like to take a moment to talk to you about presents… and more specifically… my presents. I like presents. Presents help to keep me happy. As my parents will tell you, things tend to go more smoothly when…
Better Walking Evidence
Since Jim expressed doubt over the earlier Zapruder films, here is a marginally better one. One of these days we’ll film during the day and not in front of a lamp.
Some Abby Walking!
These are a little dark, but they’re undeniable evidence that Abby is now a walker! Don’t down your bottle and then try to walk!
Abigail Mailbag: Holiday Shopping Edition!
Many of you have written me for holiday advice, so let’s take care of the most difficult part of the holidays first… the shopping! Ebenezer writes, “Abigail, I never know what to buy and the mall crowds frighten me. Can’t…
Winter currently sucks!
White stuff is cold. Can’t move in this damn suit. Can’t see in this damn hat. Parents are laughing at me. This is why I bite.
Halloween Baby Kumite!
High in the carpet-covered hills of Peabody, two furry, fictional characters locked in mortal (if infantile!) combat. Bulbous yet agile, Maximus “Master Arachnawalrus” seized with two of his eight legs a plastic platform of immense size and hurled it at…
Abby Beta Tests Halloween Outfit!
In a move surely designed to antagonize Hogan, Abby “chose” to be a tiger for Halloween. More troubling, Abby then “decided” to try on her furry outfit and to parade in front of the Rhodesian Ridgeback as he dozed on…
Oooh so good!
Abby loves stale Cheerios… So does Hogan…
The full-proof Abigail System Revealed!
My mother and father currently have barely 50% of their football picks correct so far this NFL season. That’s not impressive. My grandmother is under .500 for her picks. That’s even worse! What these amateurs need is a viable, proven…
Abigail Care made easy!
I love to visit my Great Aunts, Great Uncles, Grandparents, close family friends, and kindly strangers, since my parents often abandon me with little or no warning. Many of you may wonder, “isn’t it extremely difficult to care for Abigail?”…
Abby and Max take Grandma to the beach!
Nancy really wanted to go to the beach, so Abby and Max made a deal with her. If Grandma would make them bottles, feed them watermelon, cheerios and peaches, pack up a selection of rattling toys, change their traditional diapers…
Crawlly Crawlsalot!
A Regrettable Miscommunication
Here at Moorezilla LLC we try moderately hard to produce an entertaining blog for a wide-range of attention spans and tastes. Occasionally we may cross lines of appropriateness and taste in our efforts to amuse the jaded members of our…
Justice Served!
Captured on the crawl and summarily convicted of tiredness, obstreperousness, and second-degree crankiness, Abigail Moore is hereby sentenced to serve a nap of 55 minutes with eligibility for parole after 30 minutes of good… or at least relatively quiet… behavior.
Abby’s Blog Nominated for Top2B Award!
Mr. Hubert Wimberly of Top2B Awards writes, “congratulations, Abigail, on your Top2B nomination. There are over 3 billion blogs out there and yours now has a legitimate chance of being in the top two! Our panel of judges will compile…
On Flirting
Wednesday is Prince spaghetti night, a common event distinguished by easy dishes, gluttonous portions, and simple thoughts. Nancy invaded my Prince spaghetti night by appearing in my kitchen, holding my 6 month-old daughter in her arms, and delivering me the…
Abby’s Book Reviews: Katurpiller Glutton Dies!
Mom reads me books over and over and over again. I like hearing the same book read to me, because I often fall asleep and miss parts. Depending upon how full my belly is, it can take me several nights…
On the sorry state of solid food so far…
A dark day it was when mother’s milk gave way to cursed Enfamil, but the sweetness of the early days softened somewhat the blow of the ill-powdered bottle. I had heard promising stories of the “cereal phase,” so I gamely…