Wednesday, August 29, 2007

8 Weeks and Counting (Desperately)


My feeding bucket.



My first time swimming. Diapers have the ability to get REALLY big.




I'm not as into the photo op thing as the girls.




But I guess I like my cousin Amara alright. I'll probably regret holding her hand later in life.



Aunt Christie need a LOT of attention.

Aunt Kelly treats me to lunch. The outfit is all man, no?

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Me at 6 Weeks

(Eddie took a nice long nap today... time to catch up! ~Eddie's mom)


Ok so I guess I have to admit that I like the swing...






I can sit up!!!


Oh, wait, no I can't.

No one told me moms can be so scary.

I am portable, but drooly.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

Ode to Aunt Kelly

She dressed me in real outfits (not the onesies and pj's that mom does when she's lazy).
She made up nicknames for me like Eddie-Spaghetti, which are both funny and true (I do become rather al-dente after a good meal)
She paced circuits with me whenever I got cranky.
She found my no-cry zone and adapted it to a seated position, where I could also be bounced and swung (who knew an exercise ball could come so in handy?).
All this, and she looked good while doing it.

Where, oh WHERE has Aunt Kelly gone?

Friday, August 3, 2007

Happy One-Month to Me!

I can't believe I've been here for a month already. I have gotten used to the accomodations (but there's no way I'm sleeping in that bed they made up for me. Lay flat on my back? With my colic? I don't think so. I'll stick with the bouncy chair for now.) and the strange sounds. I even really like the weird spinning thing in the middle of the living room ceiling. I could watch that thing all day, really. But the people are still a little slow to pick up on my signals. I'm patient; I'll just keep repeating them until they get the hint.

Mom keeps talking about stuff we'll do when daddy gets home, but I don't know anything longer than one month, so I'm having a hard time figuring out when all this stuff is supposed to take place. I'm assuming it will make more sense as things progress here on the homefront. So, yeah, things are getting more comfortable.

Dad Called Today


Mom was on the phone forEVER. She sounded happy, though, so that's good. I just wish they didn't spend so much time talking about me and laughing.

A Question of Functionality


Can these possibly be useful? I can't imagine what I have them for...