Happy Three Months to me!

Howdy folks!

Three months. Wow.

I thought that I had accomplished a lot at my two month birthday. I think I've broken my own record.

Let's see.

Well, as you can see from the picture above, I've learned how to drive.

Just kiddin' people. I can actually grab onto things now. How about that? Who knew these balled up little appendages of mine actually had a purpose? Wonders never cease.

This cool new skill has come in handy for all sorts of things.

I can now eat all of my friends. Here's a nice pic of me munching on Cheeky Monkey.

Mommy doesn't even HAVE to do the peek-a-boo thing. I can do it myself! Totally self sufficient, I am. Okay, except eating. And diaper changing. And moving. Ahhhh, forget it.

You know what else fingers are good for? Sucking! That's right. I can occupy a full hour just trying to eat my fingers. I just can't help myself.

My hands can also protect me from tackles. Yes, that's right. Tackles. My friends get antsy sitting around in the bassinet all day. Mommy will walk away and then 'BOOM' they'll try and mess me up. I'm ready for 'em though. They gotta get up pretty early in the morning to get me. Okay, so, Dolly got me this one time. It was just ONE TIME!!

There were also a few more firsts.

I took my first bath in what Mommy calls my "Big Girl Bathtub". Sorry, but no pics of that. I'm a nice girl.

I also got this totally awesome mobile on my crib. Beats the heck out of the lame safari mobile. That thing only spun one way and played the same boring-ass song. Mommy and Daddy would have to come and wind the dumb thing up every 2 or 3 minutes. My sweet new mobile is a multi-colored wonder. It spins all over the place, plays classical music AND lights up. Did I also mention that it plays for TWENTY minutes straight? Oh. It rocks. Yes, it does.

Grandma and Auntie Onion Dip came by for a visit. Grandma taught me some new songs. Itsy Bitsy Spider is my favorite. It cracks me up every time. Silly spider, getting washed out the water spout. Good thing the sun comes and saves his butt. What a riot. He never gives up though. You gotta give him that. I also have another question, why does the baker man mark the cake with a 'B'? Weird.

My self-created language is coming along just nicely. I am very impressed with myself. I've added all sorts of new sounds. Gurgles, coos, giggles, squeals, lots more versions of Ah-GUUU. Now, I just have to work on the parents. They still don't understand a word I'm saying. Even my friends stare at me blankly when I talk to them. I wonder why? Mommy says their stuffed. They don't talk. Hmmm.

I've learned how to post to youtube.com. Here's some vid of me in action. Hope you enjoy watching it as much as I did making it

So, that is just a taste of what I've learned this month. More to come I'm sure. I can't wait.

Later, dudes!