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.