It's me, Mikey.
You didn't forget about me did you?
Nahhhh. Didn't think so, man. I'm unforgeddable.
I'm doin' good, real good.
Did a lot this past month. Just a lot of stuff. I'm a busy little dude.
Did I tell ya that I moved into my own room? Yeah. My VERY own room. I also got my VERY own crib, and my VERY own changing table, and.....huh? What's that? What's a hand-me-down? I don't think I like the sound of that....
Anyways, my room rocks. You should come visit sometime and I'll show ya around. It's got jungle animals in it.
It's got a big green comfi chair too. Mommy sits in it to nurse me at night. Don't tell her I told you this, but she sleeps there a lot too. Yeah. She gets tired, that Mommy of mine. Usually she passes out on it while waiting for me to settle down at night.
Speaking of settling down, I don't do it very well. I usually need a little help. In order for me to hit that nice, deep sleep I need to nurse. I also need it to be silent. No noise what so ever. I usually have to wait for my Big Sisty to go to sleep before I can get some shut eye. She is a noisy one, she is.
Once I get to sleep, I usually wake up about two hours later looking for something to suck on, much to Mommy's dismay. I am addicted to sucking. Binky, blanket, fingers, other peoples fingers - it's all fair game.
What else is going on? Oh, I am very interested in other people. I love to stare at them and make them squirm. I look them right in the eye and they just can't look away. Also, any type of movement or noise peaks my interest. I like to consider myself very alert.
I like to hang with my Daddy. He is very entertaining, he is. He sings me songs and helps me to dance. He's awesome. I totally look up to him.
The problem is that he's usually busy with my Big Sisty. She's always having him throw her in the air, or dance with her, or play Mario for her. I get my turn every now and again. But, usually, when I do, Katie asks him politely, "Daddy, can you please give Mikey to Mommy so that you can play with me?" I mean, how do you say no to that. I gotta remember that whole polite thing for later.....
Hey, did you know that I have giant bugs in my house? Yeah. They frustrate me, so I punch them. I punch them hard. So hard that they jingle.
But, my most important accomplishment this month can be seen below:
I smile. A lot. No. I mean A LOT. Anytime someone talks to me or looks at me, I smile. You play peek-a-boo with me, I smile. You put my clothes on, I smile. You change my super-smelly poopy diaper, I smile.
I also do another thing quite often as well. This, my readers, is the key to my charm. The ladies cannot resist....
And there you have it. That's me at three months.
Hope you enjoyed looking at it as much as I did living it.
Out.
