Remember how I mentioned before that I sleep on Daddy like a tree frog? Well, tonight it was more like a sea otter. Good thing we don’t have to sleep in water. I think I am so big that we would just sink.

Yes, it’s true: I’m a wild one! I’m always on the prowl. I poo and pee whenever and wherever I want to (while properly diapered). You never know that to expect of me. I attack smaller animals and chew on them to show them that I’m at the top of the food chain. Yes, I

Daddy’s almost off to work. He is working from home so he is only going to the room next door, but still, that means I won’t see him for a few hours. We got in a last few minutes of father-and-son time before work started.

The things that make me laugh. Daddy was puffing air into my face and I thought it was funny! It felt kind of ticklish. I enjoyed it like a breath of fresh air (even early morning breath)!

My sea otter friend is a good pal. When I’m feeling stressed or have to vent, he is always there for me. He listens patiently to my complaints and lets me chew on his feet. That’s what friends are for.

I’m getting so close to rolling over. It looks like I just need a tiny little bit more effort and then I would be there. I just can’t seem to get my head to come around and when I do, my arm gets in the way. This is way harder than it looks. This may

I’ve read my book hundreds of times, but I thought I might have missed something. So this time I gave it a really careful close look. As it turns out, I didn’t really miss much the first few hundred times.

Sometimes I wake up to nurse and then drop right back off to sleep. I usually have a morning nap, but when it is this early it could mess up my routine. I guess any deep and peaceful sleep is a good thing.

I’m getting so close to rolling over. I’m trying really hard. I get almost there, but I just can’t seem to move my head the last bit to tip the scales in the right direction. I’m so close. Mommy and Daddy are getting really excited and don’t want to miss that moment when I first

Oops! How embarrassing. With all the wriggling and twisting I do, sometimes my diapers drop down a bit. Or a lot in this case.

We were headed out for a walk and Daddy said something that I didn’t quite catch. My face says it all. “Pardon?”

I’m getting better at controlling my hands and my ball is becoming one of my favorite toys. It is easy to grab and easy to control and it is fun to chew on. That’s why we have hands, right? To find things to chew on, right?

I was showing off to Grandma and Grandpa during our FaceTime today. I wanted to show them how easily I hold me head up now during tummy time and how I am eager to start crawling already. I think they were very impressed. I feel like I have the strength for crawling, but just lack

Look at those cheeks! Yes, they are as soft and marshmallowy as you imagine. Mommy says that my cheeks look like Crayon Shinchan’s cheeks. He is a Japanese cartoon character. Not the best role model, but I must admit that he has some very impressive cheeks.

It seems like Daddy can’t wait for me to grow up so that he can carry me safely on his shoulders. He sometimes practices putting me on his shoulders and imagines carrying me around for the whole world to see is beautiful son. Personally, I don’t get what the big deal is about carrying me

With all my flexibility and grace, I think I might have a future in ballet. But first I guess I’m going to have to work on standing up and stuff. But once I can do that, the rest should be easy. What do you think?

Daddy’s attempt to put me to sleep. I find Daddy’s face to be very funny and often laugh when I see him, even when I’m supposed to be going to bed. So this is his solution. The result: I thought it was a game of peekaboo and got very excited. Back to the drawing board

Mommy can be so goofy sometimes. She does silly things and makes silly sounds that just crack me up. I end up laughing uncontrollably. What a goofball. Daddy said that he was hoping that I’d have at least one normal parent but it ends up that I have two goofballs. To tell you the truth,

I’ve got this Wolverine hair going. Pretty cool! Now all I need are the claws.

Daddy was playing with me and tickling me and I was having a great time. I was laughing so much that Daddy wanted to video it. I then got distracted by the camera and stopped laughing. When he put it away I was happy again. Then I was sad. Why? I don’t really know. I