Remember Me?

So, I’m nearly 4 months old and it would seem that my Mommy is not half as into making sure this is updated for me as she was with my brother.

Typical second child or what?! You’d think being the second child herself she’d know what to do to make me feel as important as the number one.. but nope!

Okay, so she gives me LOTS of cuddles and lets me help myself to the milk bar all through the early hours of the morning when she would like to be sleeping and when I should be.

But I don’t. Nope. Sleeping through the night is for.. for.. well, I don’t know, but it’s not for me. Not yet. I’m tired a lot and I love short naps and if I can take a long nap right before bedtime it is GREAT. But sleep all the way until the sun comes up.. pft… you must be kidding!

Seriously, Noah is the sleeper. He takes these 2 hour (and sometimes longer) naps every afternoon and some days I am all “wow, that’s awesome”, but most days I am like “when is this dude going to wake up and play with me?”. Then he wakes up with this crazy amount of energy and starts trying to make me stand up alone or dance or flings me around in the Jumperoo and then I’m all “Aaaaahh go back to bed! Go back to bed!”

But really, I love him. When he comes into my Mommy and Daddy’s room in the morning (I told you, I don’t do this all night sleeping thing, so they let me sleep with them when I get up in the wee hours), he comes straight to me to give me hugs and smiles and stuff. And although I smile a lot to my Mommy and Daddy, the true excited smiles sit and wait for his arrival!

I can’t WAIT until I can move around like him. I’m trying. I’m sitting up and strengthening my tummy and back muscles so that I can walk. I’ve given this crawling malarkey a try too. I’m not so good at that, but we’ll give it another go in case I figure out what I am supposed to be doing.

In the meantime I am going to wait until my Mommy finally realises that I am sitting here waiting for her to give you all proper updates.

Don’t mind if I take a nap while we wait.

Another Day Another Nap

Another Day Another Nap

Oh.. and don’t be sitting there judging me on my ‘fluffy’ thighs. It’s where I store my reserves of Cute in case my face ever runs out.


Milk.. it does a body good

So I guess you’ve been wondering where I’ve been? Well, I’ll tell you then! I’ve been in Canada and here and out in the backyard and to Blockbuster and to Rugrats and to the mall a few times.

I know what you are saying and you are right, those are not good excuses. But, I want you to know that I’ve thought about writing. Or at least I thought about telling my Mommy what to write here, but she’s still so tired. She is still trying to figure out what to do with me and Amy especially now that Amy is getting so much bigger and oh man is she demanding. My Mommy told me that the other morning Amy woke up (in their bed.. so not fair, but let’s not go there) and my Mommy was still sleepy so she was pretending to sleep and Amy rolled over and yelled in her face.

Oh man did I ever giggle when I heard that. Amy is a funny one. Except when she cries. Then she is sad. She seems to be sad a lot in the car.

But wait, this was about me.

And there will be updates. But my Mommy says she needs to write our monthly letters before she gets going on here.

Of course, I never come first anymore. *sigh* It’s not easy being me. I’m not sure if it ever was, but I’ve only just realised.

But try not to worry about my absences, even if they are not excused. Whilst I’ve been quiet I have been doing what I can to stay healthy and in shape and even helped myself to some milk from the fridge the other day.

Gotta keep the bones nice and strong!

Milk Man - Side View

Milk Man - Side View

Milk Man - Front View

Milk Man - Front View