While other babies sleep

My mom told her dad (my papa) that at night when other babies are sleeping, I am working on getting out of my swaddling. As proof she took a picture (earlier in the night, both of my arms and one of my legs were out, but mom "corrected" that....) but when dad woke up an hour later, I had one arm out, so mom took a picture to prove that I am to busy to sleep at night. Wonder where this type of habit came from????? Mom is mysteriously silent.

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for you naysayers out there

There has been doubt expressed that I am doing this blog, so I asked my mom to take pictures of me. As you can see from the now published pictures, I am the blogger. This might be a short blog, my mom thinks she needs to add pictures of my other future career (hint, my other talent allows me to get out of spaces I don't think I should be in....)

In case you are admiring this outfit, as soon as mom took the pictures, I threw up all over it, so I am back to my favorite outfit... my clean diapers....

To all my admiring fans, lots of love.

This is Grace

I have finally taken over my mom's blogging job. This means that the blogs will be more consistent, the spelling will be better, and they will be more accurate.

This is not a picture from today, because today is not a good picture day. Instead this is a picture from a couple of days ago, when I was much cuter.

This is my dog, I like this dog, it doesn't have a name, so don't ask me what it is named.

My mom would have given the dog a name, and made up a story about it. Because this isn't my mom's blog anymore, there will be no more stories.

If you have any other questions, let me know, if it is a good day, I might answer them... TTFN (that is what all of the big kids are saying now...)

Ouch, mom thart hurt

Well, my mom did it.... she cut my finger (please see that I have taken a picture of my ouwiee, or however you spell it) for my future therapy sessions. She did agree to fund my therapy in leiu of my finding legal representation.

Notice the huge slice on my thumb from when she tried to cut my fingernails. From now on, I have requested that only my dad cut my fingernails.
Notice on this picture, that I am still looking sad about my finger, and it has been more than 12 hours since my finger was cut.

Grace goes to the dr

Grace got all dressed up in her pink outfit to go see the doctor.....












When she got to the Doctor's office, they made her wait, so she got caught up on her reading (I am always amazed at the political reading she does)
Once she finally got into the exam room, they checked her out and gave her the good news, she was doing great (notice the smile on her face)












Once the exam was over she got two suckers (notice one was pink) and a sticker.... happy day, and then she went home...

The end

so, they say...

people don't tell you about being a mom, because no one would belive you.... since Grace is feeling under the weather today, I have time to put more pictures of her up on line (you can also check out the pictures on my picasa site for more pictures. As you can see, Grace is learning to smile and react to almost everything (she doesn't seem that crazy about football or tennis, but Jon is working on that....)

grace all dressed up

So, mom wanted to see if grace's blessing dress still fit (it does) we tried it on... here are pictures of her in her dress, as well as the onesie she is wearing today..... one of these days, grace and i will play dress up