So, I’ll be ignoring/avoiding this blog from now on. When I created it, I assumed (wrongly) that it would be popular and I would have hundreds of ninja babies. Oh well. If you have submitted something, then thanks. This was just a fun little project that was a little low on the fun aspect.
I’ll continue to take funny pictures of my daughter and I suggest you do the same. I mean take pictures of your own kids, not mine…weirdo.
karate kid… she will always be my baby!!!!!
A Ninja Baby values respect. Here he is bowing to his sensei.
The journey to become a ninja is a hard one. Training begins early
Deadly punches and finger strikes…
Learning to locate a good position where one can ambush unexpected targets…
Mastering balance…
Stamina and Agility…
And, of course, becoming a master of disguise…
So keep your eyes open. Cute kid in the cart behind you in the check out line might not be just another child. It could very well be… a ninja baby.
The poor brothers don’t expect a thing…
Life for a Ninja Baby isn’t easy. Always training, always preparing, always ready. Here, Baby Ninja trains with her personal weapons of choice, the Windmill of Patriotic Fury.
Another installment in the Ninja Baby series. Here our young hero brandishes two over-the-hill palm fronds. Oh, how I shudder to think of the thrashing some evil-doer is about to receive.
Ninja Baby: Deadly with 112 weapons including marshmallows and twigs.
So the reason I am starting this photoblog is because of my wonderful daughter Sophie. As new parents you would imagine that we have thousands of photos of our little one, and you would be right.
While looking at these photos I noticed a pattern. Our 1 year old daughter seems to be hiding something and we have proof! It’s appears that our only daughter is none other than a ninja!
And I don’t think she is alone. I need your help to expose these children for what they are. Do you have a Ninja Baby photo? Submit it here and I will post it up for the world to see!
