It's a bird, it's a plane...

It's SuperBaby!

Happy Holidays everyone.

More bath time fun.

“Aunt” Tory came to see me again. I like it when she visits. She sings to me and dances crazy dances with me. In this photo I’m sitting on her lap, post-bath. Mom took this photo and cropped Tory right out, but I'm sure she won’t mind. We’ll get her next time. And let’s face it, this is really all about me, isn’t it?

Early Christmas

I celebrated Christmas a little early with Uncle Mike and Aunt Sheila, who were visiting Grandma and Grandpa L from Michigan. I was sleepy in this photo, but later I woke up and turned on the charm. Do you like my reindeer Christmas outfit? I sure do.

Is it Spring yet?

Only 65 days 'til pitchers and catchers report to spring training! Dad tells me that I was born a Yankee fan and I'm pretty excited to watch some games with him this season. He says that the team should be well-rested from the nice nap they took last year. Naps? Baseball? It all sounds good to me. And if the Yanks need some help I should be ready to run the team by July (about the time I grow into this cap). Don't I look managerial?

Who's that?

My new friend, mirror baby!

Smash the State!

Well, after my nap maybe.

Cheese!

I've been practicing smiling and being cute.
How'm I doin'?

Lazy autumn weekend haiku

Stayed in this weekend.
Watched the trees dropping their leaves.
Slept often. Good times.

Beware of...

Bath time

Mom and Grandma L gave me my 1st bath in the tub yesterday. It wasn't too bad, and I smell pretty darn good. Here's a two-in-one photo, pre-bath and when I was first placed in the water. My bits and pieces have been blurred out like they do on TV. This is a G-Rated blog.

2:40, bottle. 3:10, nap.

Thanks, Grandma M.

Throw your hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care.

Yeah, y'all.

Gettin' bigger.

Pucker up, buttercup.

Look at me, all pooched out on my car ride yesterday.

Rawr. I'm a lion.

I don't particularly enjoy having my diaper changed. The end result is more comfortable for me, but the process itself is not fun and I voice my displeasure. Loudly. The sponge bath that Mom gave me was okay, though. Probably because of my fun lion towel.

I sure do like to sleep a lot.

Except for the middle of the night. That's when I like to be awake.

Hi everybody.

I gave Mom and Dad a little surprise by deciding to show up eight days earlier than predicted. Mom did really well in the delivery - Dad was so proud of her and the doctor called her a champ. After about 10 1/2 hours of labor, I was born on Thursday, September 25 at 5:38 a.m. I weighed in at 6 pounds 4 ounces and measured 19 1/2 inches. So far things are going pretty good, but Mom and Dad are weirding me out because they won't stop staring at me.

BBQ, oh boy!

My first party! Big thanks to Mom, Dad, Grandma and Grandpa Lansing, "Aunts" Sharon, Shannon, Jillian, Jill, Erin, "Uncles" Paul and Stefan, Grandma and Granddad Mercier and everyone else who helped celebrate... me!

My room is pretty much ready.

Mom and Dad are getting things ready for my arrival. Many thanks to friends and family who have already provided so many things for me; clothing, furniture, toys, oh boy!