Brotherly Love

This Waakabee kid may turn out to be alright. He's been showing me plenty of warmth and consideration so far. We'll see if he can keep it up!

One Glorious Month Passed!

I have recently surpassed the one month mark! I have survived in good health and good spirits, and am very optimistic about the future.

I keep trying to smile, and have learned to recognize my wonderful family's faces. I like dad because he always has a big smile and looks like a sickly lumberjack (he has tried to grow a beard, and bless his heart it's pathetic). I like Walker cause he always says, "'ello COOper!" and then gives me a kiss on the head. I like mommy because, well she's my mommy and she's the prettiest lady in the whole world.

For those keeping track, I've so far eaten, pooped, and slept each day away in baby bliss. I count 3,492 diapers used, 4,560 gallons of milk drank, and 56,768 hours of sleep taken.

My current favorite things are MLB, MRB, the fan, and my mommy.

Bye friends!
Coop

Aaaaarrrrrrrgggh!

"Hey, Coop! Whacha been up to?"

"Sailing the goodship Boppy on the carpet seas. Then roaring like a sea dragon. Typical stuff. "

BTW, if you think I'm fugly in this picture, you're not alone. If I was my parents and I looked like this all the time, I wouldn't hold it against them if they dropped me off anonymously at the local church and walked away. I'd do it myself, except I'm...well you know... a baby. Here's to my father's good looks!

She Looks Great, Right?

That's my mommy. She looks great for having just come home, right? I sure do like it here at my new home. My last home was a bit cozier, though gooey and subject to movement at any given moment... but this place seems really nice!

I also was given a nice new hat, with a cool bee on it. This place kicks ass. Except that I'm cold. More blankets, please.

Nos somos hermanos.

Today my big bro came to visit.

He was full of promises of glory should I follow the path of the Waakabee, and promises of inevitable doom should I cross him. Then he showed me this awesome bunny that Miss Rosemary gave him last year. Not that I even existed then, but that's the backstory.

Anyway, the bunny was great, my bro is twisted, and I had lots of visitors. Thanks for coming to see me!

Hey Grandma, I'm soooo tired.

If you could just hold me and let me catch a nap, I'd really appreciate it. This whole "being born" deal totally wiped me out. I feel like Nicole Ritchey after taking a flight of stairs. Did you know we weigh about the same? I should totally let her have my cap. She could cut a hold in the crown and use it for a tank top.

Anyway, that's neither here nor there. It's sleepy time.

Warmandsnugglyandthiscapiskindagay

Hey mom. Nice to meet you. Can you take off this bi-curious cap? I'd settle for something in black, camo, or just plain white. No need to be pretentious. Oh, and even though you think you're being sneaky in planning on nabbing this here blankie (feels great, btw), those nurses know you are the devious type.

Oh, and I'm starving. What's to eat here? And I guess I should say like thanks for giving birth to me and stuff. Cause I wasn't having it in there anymore. Too small, no view, and kinda stinky. Much like a NY apartment, but free.