I think I am ready for a dinner party. . . . . or maybe a paint brush.

This is the obligatory "baby eating and making a mess" photo that all children should have taken. So maybe I'm not ready to eat with the President or any Foreign Dignitaries right now. But I sure do have fun with it though. Prunes are prety good, but the best thing is spreading them around like they were gold. In fact, prunes are gold. . . . comic gold that is. This is more fun than I can possibly describe, not so much for Mommy and Daddy though. I am not at the point where I can clean up after myself, so they get to have that chore. When I am old enough to do it myself, I will be neater. Until then, I will continue to imitate Jackson Pollack when I get the right medium for my art. I normally like eat all of my food and only play with very little of it when I get full (this way Mommy and Daddy know I'm done). But Mommy and Daddy were trying to feed me a little early so they could put me to bed before 10:00 pm, and obviously I was not down with that.
I was thinking of maybe getting M&D to get me a canvas and see if some of my art would sell. It would be a nice way to start saving for that car I'll want in about 15 1/2 years. Just a thought. You know what they say, save early and it will pay off later. Meh, I'll worry about that later. Why take something I love and turn it into a job? That takes all the fun out of it.

Spring is in the air. Well, at least in picture land.

Well, it is that time of year when everything is starting to renew itself. Or in my case I guess it is just newing itself. It's all new to me so, eh we'll see what turns up. Anyway, here are some pictures that Mommy and Daddy had made of me (obviously it's me) for my 6 months commemoration. aside for a moment -- if it is the 1st time something has happened, what word do you use. Celebrate? OK, now that that is settled. Here are pictures of me to Celebrate my 1st 6 months breathing. Spring air tastes a little different than winter air, in case you were wondering.





These silk flowers, not so tasty. Fun to pick up and throw and/or shake. But definately not a good snack.
That is a pink chicken on my dress if you were curious.

















Here I am by a fake picket fence with more fake flowers, that is a real smile. Yes, that is really me too. All 14 pounds of me. See my pretty dress? No silly, that is just a caption for the picture not an actual question. I believe that would be a rhetorical statement for those of you who are into the whole English rules thing.









Anyhoo (again)
I have almost trippled in size since I was born. I still look like Daddy though. Almost crawling, obviously I am sitting up good, I have decided that I like to talk. I am still trying to figure out the whole pronunciation thing though. Any body know a good speech pathologist I can use on the cheap? Never mind, I'll just let nature take it's couse so M & D can enjoy all the 1st word stuff. I am eating real food now too. Big yipeee! I love me some squash, sweet taters, and sweet peas. Yes, I like the peas. I also like bananas (fresh and food processorized - not prepackaged blech) and apples. Of course everything is ground up to the consistency of applesauce, But I love the tasting part. Soon I'll be on to meats and deserts. Can't wait!