An observation about babies

In the animal kingdom most species have cute babies. Humans are an exception to this rule; our babies are fat pudgy little things with none of the charm of a kitten or puppy. A select few female human babies do become cute by the age of 18, but even they are rare and their luster doesn't last.



The problem is that human babies all look like Winston Churchill. That is to say they share a lumpy, bald exterior and have the appearance of being drunk on gin just like the illustrious WW2 leader.





After coming to this realization a couple weeks ago I spent a few days patting myself on the back before I googled the idea and saw that I was not the first to think such a thought. Damn.

Now every time a coworker brings a baby into the office I can't not see the wise old Brit in baby form. Speaking metaphorically of course, because any time a baby physically enters the room every single woman within 100 meters goes apeshit and breaks into a dead sprint towards the small Winston, like zombies after untainted flesh. Actually 'seeing' the baby at this point is impossible, but not important because I know whos there under that cloud of estrogen. A great man, a great leader.