I've been so happy to have my Daddy at home for a four day weekend.
Daddy tickled me in this one. He is very tricksy.
You can't read my shirt here, but it says, "Daddy and I agree. Mommy's the boss." Dad saw it in the store and said that we definitely had to get that one. (Mommy's only slightly amused.)
(Sorry about the wonky coloring on these next ones... they were yellow and Mommy tried to fix them... unsuccessfully. And then she decided she valued sleep too much to keep working on them.)
Here I am playing on my new mat. Mommy ordered it on Amazon. She thought I needed something firmer to practice pushing up.
Mommy bought this toy for me with a Target gift card I got for my birthday. At first I was scared of it, but now I think it's the coolest.
I'm trying to get into the crawling position all the time these days. And then, when Mommy helps me get there, I cry at the pure injustice of it all. (My leg is still stuck underneath me here. This is where I get stuck every time.)
Hey Mom, what's that you got there? (Bless my heart. I just don't have a single toy at my house, as you can clearly see.)
Is that what I think it is? Is that a... a...
Ohhhhh, a camera.
Gimme, gimme, gimme!
Seriously, gimme.
(Fake crying). You are the worst Mommy in the whole world. How could you deny me?
Hey look, it's my burp cloth.
What were we just talking about?
Oh yeah, your camera. Ohhh, a camera strap.
Wow, Mommy. Thank you so much. You are the best Mommy in the whole world.
The End.
