Week 8

Week eight for me was August 28 - September 3.

It started with my mom being gone for hours on end while she listened to other children audition for the youth orchestra she conducts.

Oh the despair.............what do I do without her?

I guess I sleep.

I must keep an eye on where this milk is coming from.  This is foreign to me.

My mom caught me snoozing in my crib one day.

I love learning about my world.

I helped my mom with the laundry.

I really like my clothes!

Whachu talkin' bout, Willis?

Just updating my portfolio on etrade.

Look Uncle Scooter, I'm working on my army crawl.

I have started grabbing and holding onto things. 

I wanted to help my dad vacuum but he told me I had to be a little older.

Just hangin' out with my granddad.

Gettin' a little tight here. These banana phones must be growing.

They're squeezing drool out of my mouth!

I met my cousins.

They were really funny.

They were very careful with me, too.

They tried to make me smile by spitting on me and sticking out their tongues!

I'm captivating my audience by telling them a story.

I say my prayers and fall asleep.