These photos are from a really great day in my life, as I think you can tell. I'm hanging out, doing whatever it is I actually do all day, when all of the sudden, what have he here? Hello mama, we got company. These fine folks are relatives of friends of dads, or something like that. Not family, so it's flirty birdy time. Just a treat and a half for me. My space invaders are charming, witty, wise and beautiful.

One problem I did have this particular day was that both girls came to visit at the same time. That's sticky, isn't it? Hardly know how to channel my flirtational energies when confronted by such a problem, but since I didn't really see "it" going anywhere, I just had a good time. Rolled with the flow. Nothing wrong with flirting, right? (Just say "right," you don't actually have to agree with me.)

Also from my experience, please note that it's hard to be totally cool with the ladies when everyone's wearing pants and I've only got on a diaper. Diapers are inherently uncool, for those of you who aren't in the know, but I'll burn that bridge when I get to it. I didn't have any time to plan ahead and I was a bit overheated, so there you go. There just wasn't any need to advertise that I was wearing it. It's not like I'm in a Speedo advertisement or anything. Of course the fact that I'd lost a sock didn't help either, but I wasn't aware of that until the photo proofs came back. That's embarrassing a bit. I still laid on the charm as thick as I was able, and judging by the smiles and coos I think my work was headed in the right direction.

In dealing with older women, it's imperative to remain cool. Even if you really think they're the cat's meow, you have to maintain your cucumber-like demeanor. By that I mean a refrigerated cucumber not one kept at room temperature. For instance, in this picture, you would never know it by looking, but I am actually checking out Natalia. Do you think she knows I was looking at her? I doubt it. I was trying to be very subtle with it, even though subtlety is not a quality I possess.

So if there should arise any doubt in your mind, you now have fresh new ammo with which to approach your battle. If you are in the unlikely situation where you must choose at whom to direct your smiles and attention, remember my advice. Let me be the nagging voice that follows you around hounding the virtures of older women. In the end, it's for the best. This much I can assure you. Besides, I heard dad on the phone giving advice to a friend of his. I heard him say, "be careful, girls are nothing but trouble." So there you go.