Author name: Mason Shoma

I was sitting on Mommy’s lap and we were talking and playing, and I guess I was moving around too much. Then whoops!

Tada! I’m here!

Just relaxing with my legs crossed. It’s kind of comfortable.

I used to think that it was just kissing Daddy’s ticklish whiskers that made me laugh, but it turns out its not. Kissing Daddy’s forehead and cheek makes me laugh to. I don’t know why. But it’s funny!

I like going out. There is so much to see. Even though I’m in my baby carrier, I manage to make sure I can see my surroundings. It doesn’t make it any easier for Mommy or Daddy to carry me, but it satisfies my curiosity.

Boy, do I like solid foods! Boy, do I get upset when I eat all up! I’m not in pain or in any discomfort. I’m not even hungry. Those tears are simply because I finished eating my food. Let me say that again so that no one things I’m being neglected. I ate all my

My chew toy has a very original design. It is alike a rattle, but is designed like a little man with a head, hands, and feet. I is made that I can chew on any part of him, but the top of his head is shaped like a nipple, so that is the part I

Rolling over is so easy for me. It’s so easy, I bet I could do it in my sleep. Almost. I could “almost” do it in my sleep.

No matter how big I get, I feel small compared to Mommy and Daddy. It is more obvious when Daddy holds me and I curl up into him. I look tiny in his arms. I’m a big boy getting bigger, but I’ll always be their little boy.

I often chew on my feet these days. Apparently it is a very common thing for babies of my age. We are flexible enough that we can just raise our feet, grab our toes and stick them in our mouths. It is really cute, but sometimes Mommy and Daddy warn me that feet aren’t always

I have so much control over my hands now. I can easily reach out a grab the things I want. Without hesitation I can find my toys, grab them, and bring them to my mouth. These hands are such great handy things to have! But my hands are also good for discovering and exploring things

My doggies don’t do much. They don’t bark or run around or move at all for that matter. But they are still fun! Somehow we keep ending up in a dog pile. I know they are stuffed animals, but they are still great companions!

After a nice morning nap I’m a happy boy, ready to start a brand new day!

I am very animated and expressive in a lot of ways. You’ve seen my facial expressions. I kind of look like a manga or anime character. But I don’t have to be awake to portray that kind of expression. Look how dramatically I can nap.

For some reason, I tend to cry uncontrollably in the evening. It usually happens between 4 p.m. and 6 p.m.. Even if I am having a very good day and I’m in a good mood, I can start crying in the evening. Apparently this is sometimes referred to as the witching hour. It is often

Usually, Mommy and Daddy sit on the couch and I am on my mat on the floor. But every so often I manage to commandeer the couch. Oooh, this is comfy!

Yep, I’m still trying to get all the food and flavor from that spoon. The spoon looks empty and clean but I’m trying to get food and flavor on the molecular level. So if you’ll excuse me, this takes some time and concentration.

A quick quiz. Take a look at the picture below and answer whether I’m facing up or facing down. Ready, set,… GO! So what did you answer? Naturally if you take your time and look closely, you’ll see that I’m lying face down. But it kind of looks like I could be lying on my