Baltimore National Aquarium

This past Sunday I went to the Baltimore Aquarium for the very first time. It was a long trip for me especially since I hate being imprisoned in my carseat for any amount of time. Mommy was kind enough to sing silly songs to amuse me until I fell asleep and when I woke up, we were there. There was lots to see at the aquarium but I was in a rather foul mood and couldn't find it within myself to just enjoy everything. Plus its kind of hard for a little fella like me to see much since everyone else was much bigger than me and in my way. Mommy tried to point out the fishies to me and I tried to hang on as long as I could until I could at least see the big, mean sharks...it was tough. I screamed, I howled, I hollered...but the sharks didn't hear me. At some point I must have passed out because when I woke up we were eating lunch at the Cheesecake factory and I had missed the sharks. Hmph. I hollered for them some more...but alas, no sharks for me. Daddy says next time, we are waiting until i'm a little older before we go back there. I gave him a hard time about it the entire ride home. When we finally got home I was just happy to be out of that stinkin carseat. Had myself a little snack and passed out for the evening.

My Best Friend Cooper

I have a very best friend and his name is Cooper. Cooper and I have known each other since the day we were born. Originally the doctors told Mommy and Daddy that I was going to be a girl - if that were true, Mommy tells me I would end up as Coopers wife one day.  Cooper and I have lots of plans - we already conspire with each other every night when our mommies are asleep and come up with various ways we can keep them on their toes. Great minds think alike - cause we are often coming up with similar ideas. Its good to have a best friend out there who understands you! When I am having a bad day, Cooper is having the very same bad day. When things are great, his days are great too. Mommy tells me we are the very best babies in the whold wide world, and the cutest and smartest too. Of course she is right and I know Cooper would agree.
Here is a picture of my bestest friend in the universe!!!

Oh Mommy...

Mommy got all teary eyed when she stopped by to visit me today during her lunch break from work. I had decided to impress her with my hand coordination skills. She was dangling a pacifier in my face so I snatched it up and shoved it in my mouth. You should have seen the shock on her face. Then the tears followed. She called me her little big boy and was clapping and kissing me all over. Then she dangled the pacifier again, so I figured I best amuse her by grabbing ahold of it again. More astonishment from Mommy. I think she really couldn't believe what was happening so she did it again...and again..and again. I continued to impress her. Seeing Mommy so happy makes my day. She told me I was growing up too fast though - I'll be 5 months old this coming Tuesday - and that time flies. This makes her sad because pretty soon I'll be walking, then running, then dating girls. She said she'll most likely hate all the girls I date. She is too funny sometimes, but I love her as much as all the grains of sand in the whole wide world!

I Have Found My Feet

So last night I apparently found my feet. Didn't know that I ever really lost them, especially since Mommy is constantly shoving them in my face because it makes me laugh. Although I will say that she needs to not do it as often because man...they can get to be stinky at times!!! Anyways, last night, Mommy gave me a warm bath - which I hate beause I don't even get to play with toys or anything..I just have to lay there while Mommy sings Rubber Ducky and splashes me with water and zips me to the bedroom really quick to put some clothes on me. This all happens in less than 5 minutes. But I digress....so Mommy gave me a bath and was dressing me when my foot landed in my hands. But just as quickly as it landed, it slipped thru my fingers and disappeared. Mommy brought it back, screaming for Daddy that I had "found my feet". Next thing I know, Daddy was hovering over me taking a million pictures and there I was, laying there in nothing but my onesie watching Mommy and Daddy make silly faces at me. I just stared at them like they were insane (which they are) and from time to time laughing at them. Don't quite know what I think of these feet yet. They are still useless to me. Maybe I can stick them in my mouth or something....

Tough Guys

Here are a couple of pictures of my brother Carter and I. We's tough guys. Chicks dig us.

Diplo and Friends

Diplo is my pet monkey. He tends to go with me everywhere unless mommy forgets to grab him on the way out the door. He got his name from grandma (mommy’s mommy) and it's short for Diplomat....why? because he provides me with the utmost security. Trans global, diplomatic immunity, mommy says, from all that try to harm me. I always hear Mommy saying I’m precious cargo – especially when we are driving somewhere. I must be a very important person. Diplo and I have a pretty good relationship. I like to bite him and he doesn’t seem to mind. I bite his arms, his tail....whatever I can fit into my mouth. He rubs my gums for me and I drool on him in return. I also have a new friend named Slim McWhiskerson. He’s Tubsy McWhiskerson’s cousin (see Coopers blog). He left his native land of Canada and came to be with me since I can’t have Cooper here with me, which pretty much makes me sad...but Slim does voice impersonations of Cooper which I find totally humorous. He’ll do for now. I have some other special friends that entertain me...lets see...there's Feio, my other monkey. He mainly just hangs around my crib. Mr. Gloworm is a regular at my crib too. Slim informs me that Mr. Gloworm has a twin brother who lives with Tubsy and Cooper...also named Mr. Gloworm. Imagine that. Snake is my inchworm – yet another friend of mine who has ties to Coopers friends. I like him alot because he squeaks at me. Coccyx is my skeleton who likes to dress up in funny costumes from time to time. Right now he has my Santa suit on. He tells me he plans to dress up like the Easter bunny soon if I’m good. Man, there are too many to list. I'll just post a picture of me and the crew.... Mommy had me sit on the couch with them all. I felt like ET.

Poo Antics

Poo is such a funny topic. It cracks me up how much mommy obsesses about it. I always hear her talking about my poo to Daddy and her friends and she even makes silly Poo noises at me. She’ll make funny faces and go Poo Poo Pooooo. Cracks me up. Sometimes it’s followed by Pee Peee Peeeee! She seems really excited about it; you can’t help but to laugh! Not too long ago, I didn’t poop for a week. Mommy totally freaked out. So I said fine...I’ll poop. Gave her 6 good ones. In a row! Mommy nearly fainted from relief. It all happened on Grandma’s watch though (hard to hold out until Mommy got home) so I figured I had to give Mommy another scare – just for the heck of it. A boys gotta entertain himself somehow you know. So off I went for another 7 days of pooplessness. Boy, this got Mommy going nuts! She gave me juice which I acted like I didn’t like. That sent her into a tizzy. She tried water...but I made her give it to me from a spoon...heh heh my servant. She gave me Karo syrup, but I still wouldn’t budge. She even got Grandma involved! I kept my little bum closed tight though all the while secretly laughing and farting up a storm. This is where Mommy went from frantic, to delusional... singing fart songs. Every morning she’d sing F-A-R-T come on Khai, Fart for Meeeee!! Haha...and boy did I. She says I’m worse than Daddy and I think Daddy even agrees. I’ve made him run out of the room on several occasions. I feel like such a champ. Then mommy did the unspeakable, which I mentioned in my previous blog....she stuck me...in the bum. Twice. Hmph. No fun at all and with that my games were over and it was time for revenge. Mommy was so obsessed with me pooping (and getting a little panicky), I decided I was going to poop. A lot. I’m so evil. I had to pay her back for sticking me with the suppositories. Yesterday I messed up three perfectly good outfits. Oooh, you shoulda seen Mommy, scrubbing away at my clothes..heh heh... And the day before...I exploded. And just to make things interesting, not too long afterwards (after I was cleaned up and changed) I exploded again! Haha! I made sure it shot straight up my back and got all over my clothes, the bed, and my changing pad. Mommy had to give me a bath straight away. I bet Mommy is at work now telling her friends and co-workers about it. And most likely she’ll tell Coopers mom who is just as obsessed about poo as she is. Silly Mommies, who knew poo could stir up so much! Oh and I really don’t get why..but Mommy laughed so hard at me this morning when I sighed after I farted. Who wouldn’t sigh? It was of the utmost relief to get that stuff out! Ahhhhhh....

I'm Too Cute for Shots!

I was a tough guy today and feel the need to share. This morning I went for my 4 month checkup and got my 2nd round of shots. While I didn't get a sticker for my efforts (bad nurse) I did rather well. The doctor was kinda cute and she made me laugh. I sucked on her finger... . heh heh...how long before that is considered some form of sexual harrassment? I better live it up now while I can. I weighed in at 16lbs 14oz... the nurse who gave me the shots called me "tubby". I prefer the doctors response which was that I was perfect. I got three shots in my leg and one orally. I will admit I screamed and cried a bit, but that was all for effect. Not to mention it gets mommy to give me extra special attention. She is a sucker for my tears and screams. ( here's a picture of me being sly and getting my way) The doctor said I can start eating solids now if I want. Mommy wants to wait just a little longer. She says its because I recently went thru a not so fun stint of constipation (ick) and she wants my tummy to settle before starting something new. If that ever happens to you, I feel bad for you. Mommy had to stick me with a suppository. It was humiliating. So, don't be stubborn like me and drink your juice - it'll make you go! I personally think she just doesn't want me to grow up so fast. Gotta love her...