It was a pretty calm week at home considering Mommie had to work and Papa was taking care of me. He did okay...I mean I didn't starve or anything, and somehow my diapers got changed. Still, why do I have to cry and stuff in order to get fed or changed or picked up. Aren't parents supposed to be mind readers? Hey you babies out there...let's hear your opinions.
Anyway, like I said, I survived everything allright. I've done some neat stuff this week. I'm making long moaning sounds that go on and on and make Mommie and Papa really nervous, then they can't stop laughing because the sounds are so funny. I go in the Johnny Jump-up now, and am a little to big for bouncy seats. I roll over both directions, but I don't get trapped on my belly as much. I'm sleeping a little more at night also, which is good because Mommie goes back to work full time (overtime?) on Tuesday. Oh ya, I had my 4 month doctor appointment and shots :- ( and I weighed 14 pounds, 12 ounces and was 26 inches long. Not long until I can reach the gas pedal, and then watch out!
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Look at the stuff I saw at the weddings last week. Shocking.