I'm 2 months old today, and that can only mean one thing: birthday pics with my birthday buddies! Scroll down or click here and here for last month's pictures.


He's a good buddy but...


...not always the most stimulating conversationalist.

Holy Cow!


You should see the faces she makes. And she already started cooing!

Aha! The absence of white IS black. The absence of black IS white. The one can only be defined in reference to the other. The Yin and the Yang. The duality of unity that is the cosmos. Suddenly it ALL makes sense. Wait, hang on a sec.
Mom, what's with this red stuff?!?



Regular readers of this blog may remember my youthful dalliance with the punk look. Well, this is my new post-punk retro-Eighties 'do. Whadda ya think? Like, totally radical, right? Duran Duran eat your heart out!

Evening music session with mommy. Love it!

Starting to reach out. Almost there.

My heart belongs to daddy

My adoring fans. All Ph.D. students. I wanted to talk with them about global warming and the World Bank, but they kept making weird noises and funny faces at me.

Daniel was telling me all about his dissertation. I closed my eyes so I could concentrate better.
Really.

I like it when pops keeps me at arm's length.

I'm going through my punk phase. Pretty precocious, don't you think?

Me? Why me? What did I do?

Zzzzzzzz. As advertised.

Mommy thought I should wear a hat out, but I told her I didn't want to. So we compromised.

A lot of behind-the-scenes work to maintain my on-screen glamour.

What the #$!& !?

Would you call this a smirk or a smile? Whatever it is, I think I'm starting to get the hang of things.

Then I listened to jazz with dad, but he was explaining so much that I fell asleep.

Mom and I listened to the cool album Dig Dig Dug on my sweet sound system. I can't wait to go to their concert.

I don't sleep at night, so I compensate my parents by loving bathtime. You gotta give 'em something.

I've taken up the swinging lifestyle. Oddly, my parents seem to be thrilled!

How can I know which flavor is my favorite until I've tried them all?

Good day, sunshine

Ah, my kingdom for some of the stuffed french toast here. It's the best, I swear (BA'CHAYAI).

And the next day I invited my guests to my favorite brunch spot - they know me there.

Hey, I thought YOU were the one who was supposed to be putting ME to sleep.

Sweet, bathtime!

I invited some friends over to hold my hand while watching the superbowl -- it was just too nerve-racking!