Well, it’s been a long time since I posted, so I guess I should bring you all up to speed.  It was Christmas Eve last time I wrote.  Sounds like I’m about to confess something… but I’m not.

Christmas was quite an experience.  Mommy and daddy (m&d) gave me this cool outfit to wear.  It has antlers and ears. I got to meet great grampa, and Uncle Corey and Karen.  They sat down to eat with mommy and daddy, nana and boppa, and Uncle Todd, so I started crying to get mommy to hold me.  I do that a lot when mommy is getting ready to eat.  Usually, I make her feed me.  Then grammy and grampy came over and they brought great grammy, and Uncle Dave and Aunt Denise came over later.  Great grammy liked holding me. I also got presents on Christmas.  I got a stuffed animal reindeer and a bear, and a glowworm that plays music, and a few stacky toys, and a boat that lights up and plays music, and sunglasses, and Uncle Todd got me a velour Puma tracksuit. He’s cool.  It was a big haul. All that activity made me cranky, though.  I had a rough night.  A couple of days later, I got an outfit from Paula and John next door.  They’re really nice.  John helped daddy with all of that snow that we had before Christmas.  Charlee likes to play with their dog, Tobey. 

Nana and boppa stayed at the house for a few days to help mommy.  They held me a lot, and changed me when mommy was busy or tired.  Then they left and it was just me and mommy and daddy and Charlee again. I’ve had some visitors since Christmas: Mr & Mrs Jon came over and brought me a sweater and a hat and a pair of socks with orange stripes; Mary Claire came over a couple of days ago and brought me an awesome pirate stuffed animal with a cape, and a cool shirt with the name of my hometown on it.  That’s going to be tough to learn to spell.

I went to the doctor a couple of weeks ago and I weighed 9 pounds 6 ounces and measured 21 inches long.  That’s up 2 pounds from my last doctor’s appointment and 2 inches taller.  Daddy says my thighs are as big around as his.  I’ve got more hair than he does, though.  Mommy says my face is chubby.  On the plus side, my clothes are starting to fit better.

I’ve gone on some outings.  Mommy and daddy took me to the mall in the capitol.  I went to my first restaurant. Just as mommy was ready to eat, I started to cry and I made her feed me. Daddy was sketched out that mommy was feeding me in public, but he got over it, I guess.  I didn’t really give him a choice. Another day, we all went back to Target again, where, of course, mommy and daddy filled the cart around me with stuff. I went to Staples and Michaels on that trip, too. M&D took me to BJs to get a cart full of stuff, too.  The other day, mommy took me to work for almost a whole day. We weren’t supposed to be there that long, but mommy said that it was a cluster there – whatever that means – so we stayed longer than she expected. Mommy took me for a walk around the block in my stroller the other day, too.

As for what I’m doing on my own, well, it’s largely the same things I have been doing all along.  I’m developing some new poses for the carseat and the swing, filling diapers at a breakneck pace, eating more than m&d eat, and sleeping when it’s least convenient for m&d.  I like to torment daddy by waking up around 1am and screaming like a bunch of sorority girls watching the Shining.  The other night, I decided to only calm down if daddy went up and down the stairs with me.  After about 10 trips, he was not happy with me.  Mommy has to come and rescue him a lot, before he flips out.

This weekend, it’s off to mommy’s hometown, to meet more people. I don’t know what’s going to happen out there.  Mommy’s taking me out, and daddy will come out the next day. He has to work. He also gets a night of bachelorhood, though.  I’ll bet he sits and plays computer games all night.

That’s all I’ve got.

Be strong my brothers and sisters! Baby power!

-CPE