This is my mid mid-morning nap. I find it somehow more peaceful than my early mid-morning and late mid-morning naps.

Yummmmm....

First bath I ever liked.

Naturally, when mom & pop took me to the mall the day after my 1 month birthday, I thought "Sweet, shopping spree!" Little did I know it was for them.

Hi. Uh, caught me at an awkward moment. Uh, my head seems to be stuck here. At least it's soft and squishy. (The pillow, not my head.)

I'm already bigger than this dude!

Today I turned one month old. Or as I like to think of it, one month young. Anyway, as I was saying, my parents are going to take a picture of me every month next to Tigger here to show how I grow. They've already started taking bets on how long it'll take 'til I'm bigger than Tigger. What do you figger?

By the way, they got this idea from Graham, son of Erin and David. Here is a link to his birthdays on his blog.

 

Look at me looking up at mommy.  

I made a new friend. Her name is Jessica. I think she likes me.

 

Mommy left this morning for an overnight trip. I'm going to miss her. But I'll be OK. She left me plenty to eat, and daddy and Safta are here to keep me happy and cozy and warm and entertained. I can't wait to give her a big kiss when she gets back.

I like to explore. It would just be so much easier if I could turn my head at will.

Parting (on the left) is such sweet sorrow.

I wore a striped shirt, then mommy wore a striped shirt. I made a face, then mommy copied me. Parents are funny that way.

I developed this tough look during my years in prison.

Do I know how to be held or what?

Uncle Jason. I'm glad he came to visit me at this age. Now I'll always know what he looked like at 34.

I didn't know saftas come in pairs. Nice surprise.

I'm learning to appreciate being appreciated.

One word: safta. What can I say? She likes me, she really likes me.

Me and my girl.

They tell me I have a drinking problem, but I tell them I have no problem drinking. (urp)

Chillin' with my aunti Gabi. I think her arms were custom ordered to fit me. What do you think?

Meet the parents.

You talkin' to me?