Birdie, Birdie in the Sky

Mommy and I went to Jeanne's house for lunch today. When we arrived, she showed us the baby sparrows who are living in a mud nest on her front porch. They were so tiny, much smaller than I am! It was so fun to watch their mommy come and feed them. Even my mommy had never before seen anything like it!

Raining Cats and Dogs

We are in the middle of a monsoon. In all my (almost) five months, I have never seen so much rain! It is more than a baby should have to handle. Mommy's flowers have exploded thanks to the torrential downpour. Daddy says they have doubled in size since this picture was taken on Friday! Meanwhile, I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever see the sun again.



Since I've been staying inside so much, I've been working on some new tricks. My latest accomplishment - toppling Thatcher TV.

This Little Pig Went to...My Mouth

I finally did it! I managed to get my foot in my mouth! I cannot tell you how excited I am. I've been practicing a lot lately by reaching for things and then bringing them to my mouth. Today, I hit the motherload and managed to actually bring my big toe to my mouth and suck on it for a good 20 seconds. It goes without saying that I am seriously entertaining the thought of becoming a yoga instructor.

International Man of Mystery

Buongiorno, Italia! Last week, mommy booked a trip to Italy for us! I can't wait to go, but she tells me that I will have to wait until the end of October. In the mean time, I will have to brush up my Italian. Even though I've technically already been to Italy, I don't really count it because I was inside of mommy--and she didn't even know I was there. This time, I'll be crawling or maybe even walking, and I will even have my very own passport! Needless to say, I think I am pretty cool. My grandparents--every last one of them--strongly object to my becoming an international bebe at such a young age. Personally, I think they are protesting only because each one of them secretly thinks he/she will get to keep me if mommy and daddy leave me at home. Fat Chance.

I practiced traveling this weekend when I went to a wedding in Pennsylvania. It was a lot of fun when mommy and daddy let me stay up late on Friday night...but not so much fun when we all paid the price the next day. Mommy at least was able to make it to about 45 minutes of the six hour reception.

We returned home early this afternoon after picking Winnie and Tuffy up from Happy Tails. They are clearly drained from their weekend at doggie day care and have not moved since coming home - not even to look for kitty cats outside. I gave daddy his father's day presents, which he seemed to like (but clearly was a little disappointed that I hadn't sprung for the $700 golf academy weekend he wanted). Now, I'm going to head upstairs for a nap in my very own crib (something I missed while I was away) and dream about floating through the Venetian canals in a gondola. Only four and a half months to go!

Weekend Update

I've been super busy this weekend! Mommy had to install my new car seat on Friday night. Daddy told her he didn't think she could do it, so she naturally took that as a challenge and decided to show him! Of course, she had it installed in a matter of minutes and felt quite triumphant...until my Gran rightly said that daddy probably just dared mommy to do it so he wouldn't have to. The sun came up on Saturday so daddy played golf while mommy and I made an orange cream and raspberry trifle to take to a dinner party that night. We had a pretty good time there - there were LOADS of babies and the weather was blissfully spring-like. Yesterday, I decided to wake up an hour early, so we spent the entire day trying to get back on schedule. It wasn't terribly fun, but we did it. We spent the evening at our church's congregational dinner and meeting. Daddy was speaking about the budget, so mommy and I tried to stay for the whole thing (a huge challenge given that I was off schedule and daddy was slated to go on precisely at my bedtime). I cooed, laughed, and talked the entire time the preacher was speaking. Mommy was a little embarrassed, but I told her that I am adorable and people could just deal with it. Actually, a lot of people commented that they were impressed that I was able to stay awake while the preacher was speaking! Other than that, I've just been working on quality tummy time, hanging out in my bouncer, and playing with the tuff dog. If you don't believe me, here's the proof:

Braveheart

I went to the doctor today for my four-month check up. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be - even the shots were okay. Sure, I teared up (out of anger, not because it hurt, of course); but as soon as the otherwise lovely nurse had finished piercing my skin with a needle not one, not two, but three times, I was just fine. I am pleased to report that I am 26.5 inches long, which puts me into the 90th percentile for height. It also means that I have outgrown my car seat, so mommy had to buy a new one today. I figured she'd be really happy about this - I've always heard that mommy likes tall boys.

Anyway, the best part of my trip to the doctor by far is that he told me to tell daddy I had a good weenie (no, he didn't tell me what percentile it is). Clearly, he will be my physician for life if he keeps doling out compliments like that. Daddy wants to start seeing him, too.

For obvious reasons, I won't be putting up any pictures with this post!

My Own Two Feet

I found my feet last Thursday. Now I can't get enough of them. The best part about them is that they are wherever I go, so I always have something to play with now!




Over the weekend, I read that Al Gore announced he will not run for president in 2008. Mommy and daddy tell me there was a big ruckus when he ran for president six years ago. All I have to say is this: