My second tooth is coming in...

... and it kinda hurts. Poppy tries to make me feel better, but he already has teeth.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

The egg is doin' somethin'!!!! It's rattling and shaking (like a Polaroid picture)... and I'm so excited. Maybe a monkey will come out. Gus and I are still watching... and waiting. I'm thinkin' it will hatch tomorrow.

Like my onesie? I love the irony.

This is me in my favorite onesie: the one that says "I Can't Read". Of course I can read! How else would I write on this blog? Changing my own diaper is a bit of a challenge.

I saw An Inconvenient Truth with Mom and Dad...

... and it kinda freaked me out. Can you please change your lightbulbs to those ones that save energy? That documentary was scary.

Gus and Me are watching the egg...

It's kinda boring. Oh, and that's my friend, Gus. He's an elephant. Maybe an elephant will come out of the egg. That would be neat.

Mom is trusting me with this egg...

I don't know what will come out. Maybe a bunny. Or a turtle. I dunno. But I'm supposed to take care of this egg until it hatches on August 29th. I think I can handle it. I'm a good kid. I'm only 5 months old... but I can do it.

Get your own egg here!

I like to play the "Ventriloquest Game"

This is me and my dad playing the "Ventriloquest Game". He puts his hand on my back and I act like "the dummy". I move my mouth up and down, and he puts words in my mouth. This picture was taken when I did my very best puppet imitation. We like making Mom laugh.

I like acting... but I haven't decided what I want to be when I grow up.

Nana's Teaching Me French!!!

Mom is a little worried that it will be a "secret language" between me, Nana, and Fuzzy Face. She doesn't speak French.

Me and Lucy the Lamb

I did it AGAIN last night... I keep overeating! I have to stop doing that. I went through four onesies last night and Pretty Lady hates doing laundry. I'm going to end up with an icky nickname like Spewing Sadie or something awful like that.

Pretty Lady took this picture of me and Lucy. Lucy helps me calm down when I have a hard time falling asleep. I try counting sheep, but I'm still learning how to count, and there is only one Lucy. She just runs around the crib and jumps over me and I try to count her over and over again. She gets really tired by the time I go to sleep.

I like TV.

Pretty Lady doesn't want me watching a lot of television... but it's blinky and loud. And I like things that are blinky and loud. So does Ed. We watch TV together all the time (when Pretty Lady isn't looking). Here's a picture of us. I was watching Sesame Street.

Ed always notices when there's a camera pointed his way.

Oops. My Bad.

I ate too much again last night. It ended up coming out in a fountain-like way again. Dad had to change his shirt and Mom had to change me out of my onesie and into a sleeper. This was right after my bath too. I'm never overeating again. Ever.

I forgot to say thanks!

Fuzzy Face and Pretty Lady have a lot of friends who have sent a lot of gifts for me. And they are trying to thank everyone properly. I don't have any crayons yet. So I couldn't write a thank you note. I'm typing one instead. Thank you everyone for all the awesome onesies, loud and blinkie toys, and stuff that makes my parents life easier. I get bored a lot, and it helps. When I get bored, I try to sing. Loud. Sometimes I yell. Sometimes I just let it all hang out. But Mom and Dad like it when I smile. I do that a lot too.

Mom seemed really happy this morning...

She was dancing all around, and looked all perky and stuff. I looked at her wondering what was up. She leaned down and said, "I fit in my old jeans!"

I don't know why this was such a big deal. She's pretty whatever size she is... Dad thinks she's pretty cute. But for some reason... she was really, really happy about that old pair of jeans. I don't have a pair of jeans. I have a lot of onesies. They're comfy... especially when it's hot.

This is NOT my best picture...

But it was the first time I had really looked at a camera. And I was trying to look into the little lense thingie, and Pretty Lady took the picture. Now she jokes that it's my ET picture. I don't know who ET is, but Mom said I'll probably have cravings for Reese's Pieces.

Girl's Gotta Do What a Girl's Gotta Do....

Sometimes I get really hungry and Pretty Lady and Fuzzy Face are pretty worn out. I help them out by feeding myself. This is me when I was 3 months old. I know... I'm advanced for my age. I get that a lot.

*sigh*

Believe me... if I could change myself, I would. But I can't.

And by the way, Mom thinks you really need to get rid of that icky shirt. Even if you only sleep in it.

I'm a baby! I can't help it!

*sigh* Sometimes I fart. Dad laughs. It's part of being a baby.

Jeez.

Ummm....

Tell me again why the sky is blue.
I don't get it.