What did you call me?

Daddy, did you just call me a "porker?" I believe you did. And whilst your arm was elbow-deep in a bag of chips.

You know what I am doing A LOT of lately? Smiling. My eyes even twinkle when I do it. It really creates a stir around here. Even my brother is impressed. He'll point his freshly boogered finger at me and say "Whook at Duhwin! I wuv him!"

Making Up for Lost Time

It's second best to being inside mama's tummy. Aaahhh...

Ahead of Schedule (once again...)

Guess what I have... a TOOTH! And not just any ol' tooth... a molar! This might explain why I was a little unfriendly last week. I am also making a small attempt at laughing. It's out of politess, really. I'm waiting for someone to be funny around here.

I'm a moose!

Who knew that preemies could be so large? You've heard of the expression "Large and In Charge" haven't you? Well, I'm no exception. I decide when people get to sleep and when people get to eat around here. I have begun to hand out smiles more regularly and they are very cute. I also recently got my first RSV shot and it made me MAD!! My very empathatic big brother even cried for me after saying over and over again "I don't want Duh-win to get a shot!!" Thanks for the effort, Bro. But as you saw, it didn't work.

5 HOURS!

I did a five hour stretch between feedings last night and nobody is happier about it than my mom and dad.  We all woke up a little more refreshed this morning.  Aaaahh.  Could it be because I am no longer in newborn diapers?  Is that what happens when you get upgraded to Size 1?  Auntie P would think so!

How Old Am I?

It's hard to tell.  I was suppose to come on September 28th... but as you know, I'm ahead of the game.  I have been very busy for the past 6 weeks.  Eating, sleeping, and diaper changing (which is no fun for anyone).  When someone attempts to do the deed, I tuck my legs into the fetal position and scream loudly.  I guess that makes me my own worst enemy because it always prolongs the event.  During the nighttime changes, my dad does the changing while my mom holds a heater over me.  It feels really nice.  I wonder what other kinds of high maintenance requests I'll come up with.  Actually, to be fair, I am a good little guy.  My mom and dad are very thankful!