On Saturday, February 2, I had guests.  Brit came down from college to see me for the first time.  Nanna and Boppa came over, too.  mommy took a lot of pictures that day.  Here are a few from before anyone arrived.

I like to play with the bunny on my pappasan chair.

“Mommy… telephone…”

“No more pictures. Please.”

“These people give me a headache.”

That’s it for now. Come back later to see more.

Babies unite. Take back the night.

-CPE

Hi everyone.

Here are a few pictures that daddy took of me on the last day of January.

I think that when this one was taken, I was a little nervous about something.

Then, when I figured it out, I smiled.

That’s all I’ve got. Buh bye!

Baby power!

-CPE

Hi everyone. I need to get you up to speed.

I go to daycare now. I started back on January 29th (that photo of me in my Patriots gear is from my first day of daycare). I go to a place that is run by the organization that mommy works for. It’s in the building next door to her office, which is across the city from daddy’s office.

I’m in the infant room with about 7 (I’m not really good at counting yet) other kids. I’m the second youngest. There are a whole bunch of ladies who take care of me. They feed me and change me and burp me and play with me and make me go to sleep. I have my own crib for nap time (we each have our own) with my name on it, but I generally like to nap in the swings. There are mirrors, and a seat with (fake) fish that swim in front of me, and there’s carpet for tummy time, and music and mobiles. I love mobiles. Lots of stuff in the room has its name on it. The crib says “crib”, and the mirror says “mirror” and they all say the name in Spanish, too, because some of the kids in the room with me have mommies and daddies who speak Spanish. Some of the ladies who take care of me speak Spanish sometimes, too. I’m looking forward to learning Spanish. Then I can teach daddy. He learned French in school. He says that’s useless.

Mommy usually drops me off at daycare in the morning. On a lot of the days, she drops daddy off at the park and he walks the rest of the way to work, then she drops me off. She usually stops in at daycare a couple of times during the day. Sometimes I’m asleep when she comes by. I’m always happy to see her, so I smile at her if I’m awake. Sometimes daddy drops me off in the morning, like if mommy goes to work early or later than normal. They take turns picking me up, too. If mommy picks me up, we often go to pick daddy up at his office before we go home.

One day when daddy picked me up, we brought a dog home, too. Mommy and daddy were dogsitting Jackson one weekend a few weeks ago, so we picked him up at the daycare building. He rode in the back of daddy’s car. When we got home and I started crying, Jackson followed daddy around (he was carrying me) and licked my head to make me feel better. It felt funny. Charlee sometimes smells my head, but rarely licks me.

Here’s a couple of pictures of me in my crib at home, before I left for my second day of daycare, January 30th.

I love my mobile.

That’s all I’ve got.

Be strong, brothers and sisters.

-CPE

Here are a couple more pics.

This one’s of me being particularly unhappy. Taken by daddy on January 25th.

Here I am with Charlee, just chillin’ in the a.m on January 26th. No, Charlee’s not laying on me.

Peace out! Baby power!

-CPE

These are from January 19th. I was in my swing when Daddy took these.

In this one, I’m transfixed – probably with the mirror or the mobile overhead.

And here’s one of me in a new pose I call “Cupid”

Have a pleasant day!

-CPE

Daddy’s woefully behind on editing and posting photos of me, but here are a couple.

These were taken January 7th. I was about 6 weeks old then. Now I’m almost 11 weeks old.

Daddy took these while I was napping in my papasan chair. It vibrates.

-CPE

Should I take the over?

-CPE