Sun. Sand. Johnson's Baby Bath.

Looks like I've been busted pretending to be a swimsuit model. My attire? A washcloth. Terry is the new spandex, ladies. Get a piece of this while you can.

Chicks so dig me. Waakabee says that will change with time. I think he's full of it, and I'm going to milk this for all it's worth. Speaking of milk, it's almost time for MRB.

Below is the rest of my photo shoot. Ciao.

Two Month Check-Up...Lots of Pain, Lots of Hugs

Two Month Stats

Weight: 13lbs. 3oz.

Height: 24 inches

Number of painful shots in my legs: 5 (that's right, FIVE - plus one to drink)

Number of hugs from my Mommy, Daddy and Walker: unlimited (priceless)

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!