Can't touch this

Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet.


A superdope homeboy from the Oaktown.


Fresh new kicks and pants, you got it like that now you know wanna dance.


So wave your hands in the air, bust a few moves, run your fingers through your hair.

Comments

Anonymous said…
They are sooooo adorable! Great pics Emily! What's the song? or did you pen those hip lyrics yourself?
November 20, 2006 4:09 PM
Bek said…
So great!!!!!!!!! I have never seen a blonde baby with that much hair.

I hope those are Christmas photos....... that would be a great card.......
November 20, 2006 5:10 PM
amyegodfrey said…
What fabulous pictures of your darling children!!!!!
You, or somebody, caught each of their personalities so well. Love the lyrics, too.
November 20, 2006 5:18 PM
C. Jane Kendrick said…
I agree with Sarah. Cute pictures of handsome/beautiful children AND poetic offerings. Makes me glad we are friends.

P.S. SARAH the quilt on Steph's blog made me all happy and tearful! You are the coolest and I am sorry what happened to you on Halloween (yes I read it.) (Yes I stalk.)
November 20, 2006 5:31 PM
Anonymous said…
Every time you see him that Aaron's just so hype. He's dope on the floor and he's magic on the mic (in Showstoppers).

P.S. Norah is soooo Steve right there.
P.P.S. Cjane, I stalk your site.
November 20, 2006 8:25 PM
Suzie Petunia said…
Such handsome children! They must have stunningly gorgeous parents. :)
November 20, 2006 9:02 PM
Anonymous said…
Oh my goodness, I just want to gush about how adorable your children are. What handsome, handsome boys! We have one little guy right now and I'd love to have two more-- if only I could guarantee that they'd be as cute as yours. And Norah, what a doll!

*Please explain the mechanics of how Norah is positioned. I can't quite figure it out. . .
November 20, 2006 9:59 PM
Emily said…
Thanks for the compliments, all.
Abby, I knew I could count on you. You're the best. Neil, too, but he never comments.
*Alyssa, Steve is holding her up, with one hand behind her back and one hand underneath.
November 21, 2006 6:49 AM
Anonymous said…
how in the WORLD do you know the lyrics to Can't touch this? Neil, I can understand...
November 21, 2006 8:50 AM
Anonymous said…
I love Norah's hair. She's got style. And all your kids are so cute.
November 21, 2006 6:04 PM
Neil and Diana said…
"Can't Touch This" totally reminds me of Mrs. Wheeler's class, although I believe it was retro at that point.
November 22, 2006 6:40 AM
Jessica Lowenthal said…
your children are gorgeous! Who took the photos?
November 23, 2006 10:42 AM
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