Bumbo

Look, I finally can hold my head up on my own. I'm not quite there at keeping my head still but, I feel like I get an A+ for effort.





P.S. Thanks Aunt Chelsea and Auntie Ashlyn for giving me the Bumbo. I love it!

My First Flight

I was out before we even left the ground. My dad and mom soon followed with bobbing heads for the remainder of the 2 hour flight.

Falling asleep so easily must run in my family.
I know... I know... We are lame.
But, the truth is the noise of the plane just puts me to sleep.


Sleeping on planes is a piece of cake.

Asian or Gangsta? You tell me...

My dad took a picture of me and I'm having a serious identity crisis. I need some help. What am I? Asian or Gangsta?
















Nelly (Rapper/Gangsta)




























Aiko (Asian)




Asian Gangsta!

Thanksgiving...

I'm thankful for my Mom...


I'm thankful for my Dad...


I'm thankful for my Aunts and Uncles...


and my Cousins...


I'm also thankful for my binkie...


and all the warm cloths I have to wear.

Purple Pickle Pumpkin Eater...

This Gentian Violet stuff is out of control. I can't seem to keep it in my mouth. My Mom told me I have to take it every night before bed in order to get rid of an infection in my mouth.

But Mom look what happens. You know I can't go a night without peeing or pooping my pants. What makes you think that I can go a night without spitting up all over myself? And worst of all, my spit-up is laced with all this purple stuff.

Isn't there an easier more effective type of medicine for thrush. I can't stand this. It stains everything...most importantly my face. And just to inform you, I think my face is by far my strongest asset...I need it to get chicks.

Toys!

Mom got me a fun mat to play on and I love it. It has these things that hang down and jingle. I could play on it all day long... or until mom tries to get something done. Well anyways, here are some pictures dad took of me with my new stuff.

5th Percentile...Come On, Whatever!

So, I had my 2 month check-up the other day and I guess I'm a little on the leaner side compared to the average American baby.

So check it out... Here are my stats:

Weight= 5th percentile
Length= 10th percentile
Head= 50th percentile (This is because I'm a genius)

To me this is just ridiculous...Look how fat I am in this picture.



And this one too...



Now this one is a doozie!!!



Well, I guess the truth is that America is overweight and I am living proof. They say I'm underweight but from what these pics show, I look pretty chubby. You be the judge... but if you ask me, I'd say that I'm not the one who needs to gain weight but all you other babies out there need to shed a few pounds.

Milk Drunk by Noon

Today, Mom started work...so I'm sad. On the other hand, Dad and I got to spend some quality time with each other. The day mostly comprised of sleeping, eating, crying, and a little swing time. I enjoyed myself for the most part, however I didn't tell dad about my little problem and I feel I need to tell him publicly.

I'm a Milkaholic...



I know it comes as a shock but the fact is I love it. I can't express to you in words how much I crave milk. I heard one little girl say that breast milk is better than a mango and that she would trade a million melons for it. I've never had a mango or a million melons so I can't say that I would like either better. However, I can say that milk is the bomb.com!



So dad, those drunk like eyes and limp arms were all from the milk. I'm sorry I didn't tell you that after 2oz of BM I'm slammed... I mean, I'm a light weight. I can't help it. It's crazy to hear those gangsta's talking about 40's and all I can handle is 2oz.

My P.I.M.P Suit

I don't know what you heard about me...



But you can't get a dollar out of me...



No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see...


That I'm a little baby P-I-M-P...


This is my gangsta pose... what!

Family Dinner with Grandpa

Yesterday, I got to meet Grandpa Tame. It was pretty fun. However, he must have been a little freaked out cause all I did was stare at him. It's strange, I don't know what it is...for some reason I have been completely speechless when it comes to meeting people. In the past, I have found myself very animated. I mean come on, I could normally gab your ear off. Grandpa I didn't mean to be so quiet but I must have been pretty nervous for me to close up like that. So Grandpa, here is my apology for my strange silence...I'm sorry.

Tony the Tiger Unleashed

Dad had a work Halloween party on Friday so mom and I decided to go. Apparently, my Dad loves frosted flakes so I went as Tony the Tiger. The strange thing is my dad kept telling me that my costume looked GRRRRREAT! Honestly, it was getting pretty annoying.

Anyways, I didn't really get my groove on at this party despite the DJ hooking me up with a few of my favorites like Thriller, Monster Mash, and Sexy Back(I don't know why but I'm usually a sucker for Justin). The truth is I'm waiting for this coming Friday. This is when the true Halloween celebrations begins...So ladies be on your guard! I can cut a mean rug.

Mommy is Mad at Daddy

My Dad decided to take some pics of mom and me when I was trying to go to sleep. Man, don't parents drive you crazy? Anyways, Mom got really mad because Dad said he wanted to post them on the internet. I think it had to do something with she thought she didn't look good because she wasn't ready.

Well as a result, Dad decided that he wasn't going to post the pics. So that he could keep Mom happy you see. So, here I am posting them myself. I don't want Dad to get in trouble and I know Mom can't get mad at me. Furthermore, I think she looks really beautiful. So, family, friends, stalkers, etc. Her she is... pretty as can be, My Mommy!

P.S. I'm not so bad looking myself,huh?





Peek-a-boo

The Pee-Pee Teepee

Over the past few diaper changes, I have become frustrated with Joshua's projectile pee. I think the cool air on his downstairs causes a natural bladder release. Records are being broke in peeing distance contests worldwide. As proud as I am of his recent achievements, I am a little concerned that when he realizes that peeing across the room is a violation of most countries social norms he will be devastated with crushed hopes of Olympic stardom. Don't get me wrong...He's got skills, but I just can't face him years down the road and explain to him the social consequences of his actions. So, Lea decided that a Pee-Pee Teepee was a necessary step to fighting my dilemma.



So far, Josh as become used to his new party hat and our flowing pee problem have been essential eliminated.

Onesie Dying Party

Today, Mommy and Daddy dyed me some new onesies. I'm so excited to wear them!


The Red Carpet Special


My Other Birthday Suit

Here are a few more from my photo shoot with dad

I was pretty happy here


And even here...even though I look a little confused


This one I like to call Blue Steel


My pet dinosaur is dad's favorite of all my toys. I'm kind of sick of it... He thinks if he can shake it in my face I'm going to stop crying.


I'll show him...


How is that for a cry Dad?

Photo Shoot with Dad

Today Dad and I had some alone time, so he thought it was a good idea to have a photo shoot. This is one of the shots from our party. Don't I look cute?

Cousins

The other day I played with my cousin Nora.



Basically we just stared at each other or around the room.

Fun with Dad

Mom is fun but sometimes I just need some guy time!

Home!

I finally got to leave the hospital and go home!


and I quickly fell asleep.