Sleepy Time

LIke most babbies, I sleep 15 hours a day. Mommy and daddy just wish it were fifteen hours in a row rather than 30 half hours spread throughout.

Swinging

Mommy and daddy bought me a swing. It helps me sleep. It plays music and monkeys circle over my head. I love it. So do mommy and daddy, because it makes me sleep when I'm being a fussypants.

New Discoveries

One of the cool things about being a babby is that i get to discover things for the first time that adults have known so long they've forgotten when they learned them.

For example, today I discovered that it hurts when you grab your own hair and pull as hard as your puny little baby arms can.

$$$ >=-=< Poop

One of the things I am very good at is turning money into poop. Daddy says it would be so much easier if he just put cash in one end of me and let the results . . . lots and lots and LOTS of results . . . come out the other.

Sleepy

I wish I could blog more often. But I'm just a baby. I need my sleep and so do mommy and daddy. Plus, I have a rash this week and am a little camera-shy until it goes away.

Good Mommy

Mommy is doing very well. Her belly feels good and she's lost twenty pounds. I take all the credit.

Named

I was in a synagogue for the very first time on Thursday so I could be named and stuff. I enjoyed the ceremony so much, I pooped! Twice!