What's my prize?

So I guess at this time of year, we humans look back on the last year and contemplate what's changed. So lets see.. there was that grape flavor, crying, pissing on my dad twice a day for a week HeHe,... oh yeah, I WAS BORN! I win. No one can top that, what's my prize?

I'm told that we also choose an unattainable goal, work towards it in January, and then forget all about it. So here goes. My new year's resolution is to sleep more and cry le... HAAHAAHAA I couldn't even finish it. No seriously, I'm looking forward to crawling because I get really bored staring at the same patch of floor/wall/ceiling all the time. I've recently started to talk a little, but no one understands me, so I can work on that. Hopefully soon I'll be able to laugh as well.

My parents were really excited a few days ago when I slept for 7 hours straight. It was after a night out at Shannon, Shaun, and Sam's (see earier posts), and I was exhausted from crying. Sleeping 7 hours is great! It means I hardly have to sleep at all for the next 72 hours! I don't know what my parents are complaining about. I'm sure they get as much sleep as I do during the night. Maybe they should get swings too, so they can nap easier during the day.

Happy New Year's y'all! Here's yer pichures.

First time in shoes. Yes that's Bob Marley.

First time with a beer. Just Kidding. It's not my first time. ;-)

Zombie hands!!!!

Mom bought me a playmat this weekend and I'm enthralled with it. Noise, lights, pictures, mirror, and hanging plush animals in a plethora of bright colors; it truly cannot be ignored.

Later dudes,
-- forever dubbed by my cousin Katie -- Bebe Harley