Four Months Go By So Quickly

Hi, There!

Yesterday, I turned four months old. Today, I received five more shots, and yes, another to drink. Here are my stats:
15 lbs, 13 oz

25 1/2 in.

My doc says I'm in the 75th percentile for both height and weight - That means I can beat up 75% of the babies in the world.

My Mom has begun feeding me 'cereal' - it's very tasty and gooey in my belly. I push most of it out with my tongue - but the doc says I'll get the hang of it.

I've also started sucking my thumb - apparently, my pops did the same thing when he was my age.

Bye, There!

Look Out

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!

Doing my best Nick Nolte mugshot impression.

Borrowed Bumbo

Mr. Jim and Mrs. Jean have let me borrow a bumbo.


I like to sit in it and ponder my navel. And that's not just a pun. I actually stare at my belly button and toes and wonder...why do I have these? Not that I'm complaining.

Here I have been caught staring at my toes, telling them, "Be strong. Be swift. Be as deadly as JCVD."

This Bumbo thing rocks. Now I've got one up on the Waakabee. He never had a Bumbo. That's because he's dumb-o. What a terrible joke.

Oh well. Back to my coffee and paper. By the way, Ziggy comics are so lame. Who reads these?

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