Mommy and Daddy thought that I might enjoy sitting in my high-low chair during dinner so that I could be a part of the dinner conversation. As you can see, I was somewhat uneasy. I don’t know why. Maybe it was the height. Or maybe with the 5-point harness I thought I was ready for

Do you remember when I was younger and had an antenna? Well, I have a new and improved antenna. As you can see, it is much bigger and it gets better reception. I’m more aware of my surroundings with this thing. I can also sense when it is feeding time. Is it time to eat?

I FaceTime with Grandma and Grandpa pretty regularly, once or twice a week. We always have good talks and I impress them with my growth and development. They love just watching me do my baby things. I’ve gotten better at finding them on the iPad screen and often react to their voices. FaceTime is great

Hey, this is different. Everything is upside-down-ish. How did it get like that? It’s different and kind of cool. I think I like this new angle.

Daddy is such a goofball! He does the weirdest things. I know he is doing it just to entertain me, and I appreciate it, but he is so goofy. But I have to admit that I love it! The things he does gets me rolling with laughter, goofy laughter! Today I was sitting on my

I’m the larger model of a regular baby. I am a Baby Plus. And I’m still steadily getting bigger and bigger. I can confidently say that I am now off the charts. I am beyond the 98th percentile for a 3-month-old baby. Most baby growth charts have the upper end of baby weight at about

I’m just lounging on the couch, petting me dog. I’m practicing for when I’m older and can see the TV and have a real dog. For now this is just practice.

Yep, that looks about right. Poor Mommy and Daddy are diverting all their energy into taking care of me. They are literally running on empty. The late night feedings and diaper changes. The carrying, rocking, and cradling. The constant care. It sure can be draining. I wish there was something I could do to charge

Tummy time is usually easier when I use my hands, but sometimes I either forget or my arms get tired. Tummy time is not as successful at that point. But I’ve been working on my core muscles and I think I might be able to do tummy time without any hands pretty soon.

Look at my cute jimbei. It is a piece of traditional Japanese summer clothing. It is similar to women’s yukata. It is often worn at summer festivals. There are no summer festivals to go to, but that doesn’t mean I can’t dress the part. Very summery looking!

I can’t quite hold up my head on my own, but when propped up I can sit quite comfortably. This makes many things much easier and much more interesting. First of all, I can see more of my surroundings when I sit like this. Also, it makes book time a lot easier and a lot

I’m so heavy that I’ve been giving Mommy and Daddy some muscle aches and some early signs of carpal tunnel syndrome. Mommy and Daddy can’t wait until I’m big enough to hold my head up on my own. That will make carrying me so much easier. Daddy even started practicing carrying me on his shoulders.

I’m still loving inai inai ba! So exciting that I can’t contain myself. I’m having so much fun that I’m shedding tears of joy!

Let me state clearly that I love my doggie friends! But sometimes being part of the pack is not all that it is cracked up to be. If it were winter, maybe I wouldn’t mind as much, but the closeness of the pack in the middle of the summer is not very comfortable. Guys, some

Size 9-months, my big baby butt! There is no way this is meant for 9-month-old babies. Look at it. A perfect fit on me, a 3-month-old baby. I think I’d better have a word with the people in charge of clothes size standards. I would be insulted by the size label if this weren’t such

Yum! There are this tiny little sausage like things that are always nearby that are so tasty to chew on. I haven’t yet managed to actually eat them, but I do munch away on them quite often. They come in packs of five. Four of them are about the same size, but one of them

The engine is running and I’m gassing it, but I’m not moving anywhere. I’m just burning rubber.

I love my doggies! They are my friends who keep me company and watch over me. The probably is that they can turn feral sometimes and bite the hand that feeds them. Nah, they’re not feral. We’re just playing. Besides, they can’t bite the hand that feeds them because nobody feeds them. Hmmm. Hunger might