The Finer Things in Life

Iron Chef

I went and picked me up a sous-chef.  My cooking skills are insane, so I figured why not get me a

protégé? That and Grandpa Dale looked like he could use some schooling in the kitchen.

Since I have such a refined culinary pallet, I thought we could start out with gourmet pancakes.

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Chef Grandpa did great from what I hear.  Now, if only Mom would let me eat solid food....

Monkeys, Penguins and Giraffes, oh my!

They are real.  Monkeys and Giraffes are REAL!  I saw them!  Mom, I have no clue where the heck you've been all my life, but seriously, waiting 4.5 months to take me to the zoo is a unique form of torture.  Thank goodness you got your act together.

Good thing I brought my best monkey friend with me for company.  And so he could tell me about his peeps, the snow monkeys.

We went with my friends Tayler and Jackson.  They brought their chauffeurs too.  I even let Grandpa Dale tag along.  He seems cool enough.

Dad showed me some cool things, like a bald eagle, penguins and lynx.

They were fun and all, but we all know I'm a primate kinda guy.

MOST importantly?  GIRAFFES.  And they are REEAAALL!  I thought they only existed in books and dreams.  Gramps and I looked at them forever.

Sadly, all good things must come to an end.  I crashed out after staring at fishes.  Not before I suckered Grandpa into buying me a Moose though.  Ima gonna call him Moose. Creative, eh?

You are my sunshine

My only sunshine.

I love you Mom.  Even when you dress me in Christmas pajamas in May.  And especially when you save me from crib jail.

Sit Spot, Sit

I love puppies.  My Josie puppy is my bestest sister-baby-dog friend.

When Grandpa was here, he showed me Daddy's bestest dog-friend when he was little, Spot.

I tried chatting with him, and he was all "I don't speak baby."  So I chewed on his ear instead.

The great sickness

Every once in a while, I turn in to a really big pickle.  I waited until Friday evening, when all the doctors offices were closed, to get REALLY bad diaper rash, scream about my ears, get a fever, have my eyes glued shut with goop, and be generally pickle-like.

Mom and Dad took me to Urgent Care.  Mostly I think they like to torture me with needle gun things and clothing thieves. 

 

I chilled with Mom 'til the Dr came in.  Then I was all "NO, don't take my clothes! Don't stab me!"

I prayed a lil about it.

Then they said, nope, we just need to stick this thingy to your foot.  Win!

After that, the dr and I were besties.

 I was not besties with my strep infection.  Or pink eye.  I shared them with Mom and Dad though, cause they're always like "sharing is caring."

Singing

Miss Robbin, from day care, sang Old MacDonald to me.  I was a giggly mess. 

Gramps

Grandpa Dale is back in town!  We played airplane, snuggled, read a book...

And so he didn't feel left out, when we were reading, I pooped all the way up to my neck.

Bath time, we meet again.

The Big 0-4

4 months old is when I became fun.  I can make people disappear, it's awesome.

I also chill a lot with my favorite things.  Being spoiled is fantastic!

And, since Mom is her crazy self, here's my obligatory "Caleb and his name" picture.

Ladies that Brunch

I always have to take Mom to my play dates.  It's kinda lame.  This time she too me to hers though.  I flirted with all the ladies.

She's known them for a trillion billion years.  I think they were friends from the dinosaur days. 

I hung with my buddy Micah.  We needed some testosterone with all these chicks around!

They were cool though, I flirted with them all.

 

And then the baby whisperer put me to sleep.  I missed dessert. 

Mom's friends are way cooler than Mom is.

Sneak peak

Alright fans, I know I'm way behind.  I've been totally busy taking my 4 month pictures, learning to roll over from my back to my front, and suckering people in with my cuteness.

Plus, my Grandpa Dale is in town, so I have to babysit him.

Here's a sneak peak of me on this rainy Wedneday!

That's right ladies.  My shirt says "Chick Magnet" -you are what you wear.  Or something like that.

Mornings

Mom and Dad are totally not morning people.  They come in all groggy when I wake up with the sun.  I do my part to help them start the day off right.

Winning. 

Double Fisting

I've never been a pacifier kinda guy.  Mom keeps trying, but I know all about the "night night fairy."  Cousin Christopher loved his "nigh-nigh" and then, when he turned three, a thief came in and stole all his nigh-nighs!  (He calls pacifiers nigh-nighs because he only got them when it was bed time, and everyone would say, let's go night-night!).

What Mom doesn't know is I don't need a nigh-nigh.  I've got fingers

Superhero!

 I give my Mom a lot of grief because sometimes she's just ridiculous.  I mean, who has a Mom that dresses them up not just for Easter, but for Earth Day and Grandma Day?  Don't think Mother's Day was any different.  But, since it was Mother's Day, and she actually is a pretty fun Mommy (who never gets mad when I puke on her), I gave the poor lady a break. 

The only way I know to tell Mom how much I love her is to smile, giggle and "whhoooo" at her. 

Hi Mom!

What's that you say? I'm your favorite?

No way! You're my favorite Superhero!

Love you crazy lady!

And now back to our normal eye-rolling self

Mom's Day Morning

Today was Mother's Day. I didn't know what that meant, cause I'm only 4 months old.  I've never had a Mother's Day.  I thought every day was kids day. 

I listened while Dad explained it to me.  













I got real concerned cause I didn't know how to tell Mom how much I love her, cause I can't talk, and I don't get an allowance.














But Dad said it's not about gifts (that and he got her flower and garnet earrings (my birthstone)), so I was all, hmmm,  I only know one way to melt Mommy.

I tried it.

She's putty in my hands.

Locally Grown

Organic, home-grown, bushel of cute.  Win.

Sick is the New Cute

I've been pretty sick lately.  And since I'm a dude, I make sure the world knows just how miserable I really am.  The last 6 days I mostly scream, puke, scream, snot on people, poop and scream some more. 

But today, I decided to be different.

Wait for it.....

BOOM.

I'm totally cute at 6am.