Sometimes wake up because of a wet diaper and then fall right back asleep after its changed. I mean RIGHT AFTER. I look so peaceful sometimes that Daddy just let’s me sleep on my changing mat until I wake up or need to be fed.

Mommy and Daddy are always using these little flat bricks to take my picture. They are called iPhones. Mommy and Daddy use them for a lot o things. Besides taking pictures and videos the thing they use it for the most is to record all my pees, poops, naps, and feedings. This way they can

I’m not really fond of taking naps on my mat. I much rather be carried. But it seems that if I have to sleep on my mat I prefer to do it on my side. It’s more comfortable than on my back for some reason. I can also do cute poses like these.

I like being held up high! When Daddy is sitting on the floor and props me up on his knees, I laugh and smile a lot. Even though I’m comparatively lower than being carried by him when he is standing, I think I just enjoy being higher than his head. For some reason that is

Sometimes I wake up from my naps in a really cranky mood and it takes me a while to calm down. Sometimes I wake up in a good mood and am all smiles and ready to play. Sometimes I sort of wake up and am not really awake yet. At these times I’m just a

Just playing around on the couch with Daddy. First some cushion wrestling. Then some tickling and dancing. And some quiet time to close.

You know, this is a very nappable couch. Quite comfy.

I claim this couch as my own! Even though I am the smallest and youngest member of this household, I deem that this couch is now and shall forever be mine! Since, from what I gather, this household seems to revolve around me. I am the commander of this couch and I can do whatever

Just a couple of morning smiles for you! Have a great day!

I can’t roll over or crawl yet, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not mobile. You’ve seen how much I move. It turns out that all that movement equals slow and steady shuffling across the floor. This is the result.

When I make an effort to roll over, I don’t give up easily. I really try my best to roll over. But naturally, there is a limit to my energy. If it doesn’t happen, I eventually have to give up. It is an unfortunate result, but I’ll definitely try again later.

For a change of view I like to lounge on the couch a lot. But I haven’t quite figured out that it is not as big as the floor and that there is a risk of falling off. Today I wriggled my way off (half on purpose) into Daddy’s lap. I’d better be careful not

Lying on my play mat all day can get boring and a bit hot on my back. Being carried is great, but also hot. I found that a few breaks on the couch with cushions is relaxing and not too hot. Aaaaaah, that’s nice.

We had to do some grocery shopping during Daddy’s lunch break, but we all needed an energy boost so we stopped by for some coffee before we headed home. We did take out but the weather was great and there were empty seats outside so we sat down for a few minutes. I’m not a

Okay, everyone, hop in the car. We’re ready to go. I’ll drive. Just kidding, of course. When the car is really hot we turn on the engine and AC to cool the car down a bit before putting me in my car seat. Instead of carrying me while standing in the hot sun, Daddy just

Aaahh, just a little more,…maybe if I…I think I can get…just need to move my…aaahhh—never mind. I give up. Rolling over has been my major goal recently and I make a decent effort pretty much every day. I think about rolling over. I dream about rolling over. I even do some rolling over preparation in

My late night feedings are a bit of a blur. I’m sure I wake up hungry, but I’m not really clear on what happens after that. The sleepiness and hunger kind of interfere with my memory. My body still knows how to cry and feed because it needs to, but my mind is kind of