#baby bart

Someone tell him that this attitude didn't come from his father's family 🙄

reference:

**dj khalid voice** another one.

Bart Simpson : HEY, WHAT WAS MY FIRST WORD ?

Marge Simpson : UH, WELL… (flashback scene starts)

Marge Simpson : (Marge giggling) WHOA !

Homer Simpson : HEE HEE HEE HEE. YES !

Bart Simpson : AY, CARAMBA ! (flashback scene ends)

Marge Simpson : YOU KNOW, I DON'T THINK I REMEMBER.

(This is the last trick or treat I’m answering bc I’m busy bc it’s Halloween but youre an awesome moot so I’ll do this last one quickly for you!)

Baby Bart for you!

'Ah, he'll tire himself out soon.' - homer

Baby Bart

Baby Bart!

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“Mama!”

“Yes, sweet boy?” Mel looks over at her son, smiling softly as he toddles toward her. Holding up a familiar plushie.

“Dada!”

“Yes, Barty,” She nods, lifting him up, “That’s your daddy.”

As if summoned, the front door swings open, her husband strolls in. Bart squeals seeing his father, leaning in his mothers arms precariously. In a crack of lightning, Donny’s there to catch him.

“Hello, trouble,” Donny grins, kissing his son’s head, then his wife. “Hey, baby, you have a good day?”

“Well, someone took an extra long nap, so it’s been an busy afternoon.” Mel plays with Barty’s fiery hair. Barty wiggles out of his father’s arms, toddling back to his toys. Mel watches with a smile. How did she get such a beautiful boy? Warm arms wrap about her waist, a chin resting on her shoulder.

“What sounds good for dinner?” He asks, smiling as she relaxes against him.

“Dawn’s coming over in a bit. She’s bringing food.”

“Ever think we take advantage of my chef sister?”

Mel snorts, “She provides dinner in exchange for stealing our son. It’s a fair trade, Allen.”