The winner of our  Baby Whisperers contest is Japan by a landslide, with 75% of the votes.  SO in tribute to our kawaii friends, here’s a very touching moment featuring a Japanese baby:

And as a consolation prize for everyone rooting for USA, Shaun will be your little baby!

You know I’m no good until I’ve had my CuteBabyFix in the morning, Andrew Mason!

Don’t look at me – I didn’t make the subway smell like that.  That’s the subtle aroma of New York, Docpi!

Thinning hair’s not a problem anymore, baby!  Just spray on some GLH, and you’re good to go, Praziquantel!

These little piggies went to market
These little piggies stayed home
These little piggies ate Tokyo

Run for your life, Pink Sherbet Photography!

A looper, you know, a caddy, a looper, a jock. So, I tell them I’m a pro jock, and who do you think they give me? The Dalai Lama, himself. Twelfth son of the Lama. The flowing robes, the grace, bald… striking. So, I’m on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one – big hitter, the Lama – long, into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga… gunga, gunga-lagunga. So we finish the eighteenth and he’s gonna stiff me. And I say, “Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know.” And he says, “Oh, uh, there won’t be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness.” So I got that goin’ for me, which is nice.  Watch out for gophers,  House Of Sims!

Poor baby, he has Spontaneous Opera Syndrome, Twob.  Click play below for the full effect…

Come on Mom, I would never put a rubber duck and a pair of socks down the toilet! Right,  Beverly & Pack?

Baby in Red
is sleeping on me
cheek to cheek
there’s nobody here,
it’s just you and me
it’s where i wanna be
but i hardly know this baby by my side
i’ll never forget,
the way you drooled tonight

Don’t pay the ferryman, joshDubya, til he gets you to the other side!

By the size of the chub on those feet, I’d say this is the piggie that ate roast beef,  I’m Not That Girl.

used to think maybe you loved me now baby I’m sure
And I just can’t wait till the day when you knock on my door
Now every time I go for the mailbox, gotta hold myself down
Cos I just can’t wait till you write me you’re coming around

I’m walking on sunshine , wooah
I’m walking on sunshine, wooooah
I’m walking on sunshine, woooooah
and don’t it feel good, Barbara?

Who are the better baby whisperers? The USA with their Sean Cassidy-tastic blow dryer, or the Japanese with their super sibilant slurping sounds? You be the judge in the survey below.