HE AIN'T HEAVY, HE'S MY BROTHER

Some family members have inquired about how I'm "coping" with the new addition -- a.k.a. Baby George.



People: don't you know me at all?



This guy takes to change like a duck to water!



For instance: I told Mom she can trust me to tote George around in a baby sling.



She looked at me suspiciously.



I gotta say, that really hurt.



Look, Mom -- see how well I do with the pig... The pig whose name is also, incidentally, George.



See: I snuggle little Georgie the pig...



I cuddle little Georgie the pig...



I drop little Georgie the pig on the floor. Oops.



Mom says I can hold George when I'm old enough to vote.

MY BEST FRIEND

There's nothing like a best friend....



My new brother?

No. I'm not talking about him.

I'm talking about my Joan!



Joan and I are always in synch -- simpatico.



Some people may wonder why I wear this red shirt so often. Red is Joan's favorite color -- so it's mine too!



We just have a great time together. Always have.



See, Joan and I have been best friends for ages.



She was by my side during my early modeling days -- coaching, guiding, helping me be my most Zoolanderish, Male Model-self for the cameras...



Gap Modeling People: How much are you offering per hour?

Hmmm. Let me run it by my manager.



That's right! Joan and I think your first offer is LAUGHABLE! Ha ha ha ha...



Other friends will come and go.



But Joan will always be my very best friend. And I'll always be hers.



Joan: I was a much cuter baby than George, right? Say yes.



I love you, Joan!