Life Since Christmas

Waking up after a refreshing nap. I am quite sanguine after a nap, that is, until I realize that I am hungry. 

Yeah, that's right. I'm in the big kids bouncy chair. "But wait, he's not even 4 months old," you say? The secret is in the blankie-just stuff that thing behind your back. This chair is amazing: usually when I kick my legs around nothing happens, but when I am in this thing - whoa, look out! Things get a little crazy. I've even been known to do full 360s, eventually.

Sleeping soundly with Great Grandma. This was a particularly good nap, and I know good naps. The rate of rocking was good, calm discussions filled the background, blanket location was superb, a slight positive inclination of the body, ahhhh... everything a baby could want.

Visiting with Grandma Stewart and Great Grandpa. I love to talk with people now. I think I must be quite the conversationalist, because inevitably those I talk with start to sound more like me! I appreciate those who attempt to speak my language, but it can be humorous at times. There are many common errors one can make when speaking 4 month old baby talk, but that's okay. It is a complex, nuanced language that is constantly changing.

More bouncy chair time. This is quite the workout, but I'm pretty excited about it. My quads are already the size of a baby carrot! 

Some play time with Grandpa Reiswig. I have finally found a use for these two long appendages attached to my upper torso: anatomical pacifiers. Depending on my mood, I might suck on a thumb or just dive in for the whole fist. If I'm feeling really crazy, I'll double fist it and try to get both hands in my mouth at the same time, like I'm doing here. It's really a lot of fun, you should try it.

Happy in Grandma Reiswig's arms, and she looks happy too. 

Another good nap, and yes, I do feel as comfortable as a look.

Naps are one of my favorite things to do, and why not do what you love with others? Grandpa Stewart and I are having a blast together here. Good times had by all.

So, this picture is quite the close up. Babies have bubbles too, but that's okay, I try to be cooperative. This was taken just after a bath. I no longer cry during baths, but I'm not smiling yet either. I think I've established that this bath business is a harmless procedure, but I still find it to be a bit odd.

More blissful slumber. 

Man, and I thought they took a lot of pictures of me while I was awake! Do I really sleep this much? And why are my arms sticking straight up into the air? Some people need to give their camera a rest.

Hangin' out with daddy. 

Here I am having a riveting conversation with Grandpa Reiswig in 4 month old baby talk. He has really come a long way in his cooing, but is a little behind in the gurgling, which is now an essential element of 4 month old baby talk.