This is the first photo I took yesterday, on Sunday morning:
Soon after that, I saw lots of sweet things, some of which I call “Baby.”
That last sweet picture is of my sweet baby, Aaron, whom I picked up yesterday at his father’s house. Even though Aaron is 17 year old, he sweetly says he doesn’t mind when I sweetly call him “Baby.”
Aaron and I — along with our wonderful and sweet relatives Deborah, Laura, and Victoria — had tickets yesterday to see Anthony Rapp from the sweet musical “Rent” performing “Without You” in Wellesley, a suburb of Boston USA where, I’m sure, there are several sweet babies. Here are some sweet babies I photographed at Deborah’s sweet home in Arlington, Massachusetts, before that sweet performance:
That sweet cat sculpture was created by Aaron’s father and my ex-husband Leon, before we had our sweet baby. Leon also built this sweet chimney at his current home:
Some people are sweetly talented.
Before we saw “Without You” at the Babson College Sorenson Theater, Aaron and Deborah munched on these sweet babies:
Those are pumpkin munchkins, for my sweet readers who are unfamiliar with sweet Dunkin’ Donuts, which has been around in Boston since many of us here have been sweet babies.
Here’s the sweet set of “Without You”:
As you can see, the musicians backing up Anthony Rapp included a sweet guitarist, bassist, and keyboardist. There was also a sweet drummer and a sweet cello player.
I didn’t take any photos during Anthony Rapp’s amazing and moving reminiscings about two important deaths — his mother’s and Jonathan Larson’s (the creator of Rent) — as well as his experiences auditioning and performing as a lead in that breakthrough musical. I could have captured a lot of sweetly authentic and exhilarating moments yesterday, but — from the time I was a sweet baby — I’ve always been sweetly obedient to instructions like “No photographs during the performance.” I will sweetly report to you now that Anthony Rapp sang his sweet heart out, performing songs from Rent as well as wonderful songs he and other sweetly talented people composed for “Without You.” During the performance, a sweet baby in the audience was crying, but somebody sweetly took the baby out of the theater, after Anthony Rapp sweetly and very appropriately requested that.
After the performance, my sweet baby Aaron spotted one of the cast members who had been in the incredibly sweet and excellent performance of Rent we saw last month at the Edinburgh Festival Fringe.
Joseph Spinelli sweetly allowed me to take those sweet photos of him. He also expressed sweet interest in my sweet baby Aaron’s stand-up comedy performances. Joseph was with a sweet older woman whom he resembled. I think he might have been her sweet baby, but I wasn’t sweet enough to check that out.
Here’s Anthony Rapp, who sweetly spoke to every person in the audience who stayed after “Without You” to meet him.
Anthony sweetly told me he remembered talking to me in Edinburgh, when I was crying sweet tears because I was so sweetly moved by the production of Rent we both attended last month. Joseph Spinelli sweetly told us that Anthony Rapp was artistic director of that production, which we didn’t know until yesterday. All I can say is that Anthony Rapp is sweetly talented in so many ways, and also a very sweet guy.
When my sweet baby Aaron and I got home last night, we saw my sweet boyfriend (whom I also call “Baby,” sweetly enough) for five sweet minutes, before Michael had to leave for five days, to sweetly help out his sweet brother Martin with Martin’s sweet catering business. Boy, am I going to miss that sweet Michael, until he returns on sweet Friday.
Here are my last sweet thoughts for this Sweet Babies post:
- Yesterday, I created a sweet Facebook page for our sweet cat, Oscar and
- I want to send out sweet wishes for a sweet new year, to all my sweet readers who celebrate sweet Rosh Hashana.
Yesterday morning, I thought the sweet song for today would be “Sweet Baby James” by the sweetly singing James Taylor.
I also want to sweetly include “Without You” from Rent, which Anthony Rapp sang so sweetly and powerfully yesterday.
Sweet thanks to all my sweet babies, to Anthony Rapp, to Joseph Spinelli, to James Taylor, to all those who have inspired and helped us live our sweet lives since we were sweet babies, and to you — of course! — for bringing your sweet self here, today.
Baby, this is a pretty sweet version of a classic song. I think you’ll enjoy it, Ann.
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Thanks, sweet Mark, for being the first sweet friend to comment on this post. And I love that sweet rendition of that sweet song, with Adele and Burt.
Sweet post! 🙂
I didn’t know there were pumpkin munchkins! Of course, with my luck, they will be like the elusive jelly munchkins and cranberry orange muffins: never there when I look!
I hope you find all the sweet things you want, whenever you look for them.
hugz, sweetie!
Hugz back at you!
I had no idea pets had their own Facebook page! Do you speak on their behalf? What a sweet baby post!
Stop her! That is her reaction to knowing I’m Oscar’s grandmother. Now I will barely see him!
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See what happens? See if you dare to open a Facebook page. You have fired so many cat models you no longer have a reputation.
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Thank you, sweet Maria. If you click on the link in the post, that will take you to Oscar’s Facebook page.
These other cats here aren’t being particularly sweet to each other.
Yes, you’re right, that cat crew has a big soap opera going on. The FB page looks great. Cats are so photogenic! Sweet baby Oscar deserves some peace!
Respect your elders Barbara. Samantha is still grieving for the only son she could have had, who died while she gave birth in the office of an unlicensed veterinarian.
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Sweet! and fun! Also, I love Sweet Baby James, so I appreciate being able to take a listen here.
You are so sweet!
I could tell you I like all things sweet but that would be a lie as I don’t like coffee in any form and I don’t like those sweet and sour lolly things yuck, but mostly I like sweet stuff and I am sweet stuff just thought I would throw that in there
I am glad for all the sweet stuff you throw in here, Joanne.
How much sweeter are the songs of James Taylor when he introduces each one with a story of the song’s evolution. Favorite concert performer, ever. Sweet ! 💕
Thanks for this sweet visit, sweet Van!
I love your M&Ms and your sweet crow guarding the cookbooks!
Those all belong to my sweet ex-sister-in-law, Deborah. Thanks for your extremely sweet comment!
Boxes of dozens of Dunkin’ Donuts are rapidly consumed over here.
I wonder how those babies are affecting sweet people of all ages there.
Granddaughter Flo loves ’em
Sweet!
You and your sweet life started my day with a sweet little feeling. 🙂
My day is sweeter now because of this sweet comment.
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