For reals, it's been a long time since I wrote. It's not my fault. My fingers can't spread across the keyboard, so Mommy's gotta help me type. And she's been tied up since September with TV: Lost, American Idol, Big Love, Friday Night Lights, Supper Nanny, what have you. But now that the season has ended for most shows, watch out, Baby. You're in for some good reading.
Lots of stuff has changed since I last posted. For one, I have a neck. Witness:
Also, I learned to crawl, finally. Then I learned to stand up. Now I can almost walk all by myself. Except I like to hold the hand of an adult as I walk. Soon, I will be skipping to mylou, my darling.
Some things haven't changed a bit, though. I'm a big smiler. Which means I smile a lot. And I smile big. Is there any other way to do it? See below.
I miss my infanthood days, though. That's when I had a pacifier. Dr. Philip made me give it up. And cold turkey! That was just plain cruel. Not cool, man. Not cool.It's all good, though.
