Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know that Mom didn't forget my three month birthday. She's just been super busy working and painting and changing my diaper. On Thursday, my official three month birthday day, Mommy commemorated the event by dressing me in ruffly butt pants, as can be seen in the image below. Mom says that someday I'll want nothing to do with anything drawing attention to my butt. Especially if I get the Zube Butt genes, whatever that means.
Also, we're going to commit an unprecedented move here at my blog, and post some pictures out of order. Mom just got the professional photos back from when I was in Jersey, and also a couple of pictures from my bathtime at Uncle Eric and Aunt Kerri's house that Mom thinks are hella cute, oops, hecka cute, and she wanted to share them with you. So, here are some pics of me at ten and a half weeks.
Mom thinks baby mohawks are just THE. COOLEST. THING. EVER. I just humor her. Mom's need that humoring thing. And I'm happy to do it, at least until I'm a teenager. Or two. We'll see.
Uncle Eric and cousin Kayla were hanging out waiting for me to be done so Kayla could get her bath. Squeaky clean babies rule!
Mom and Dad can't believe how much I've grown since I got borned! Don't tell them because I'm feigning mock indignation that they'd be surprised at anything less than the most expedient of growth from me, but I'm a little surprised, too.
About Me: I'm my Mom's and Dad's kid. Apparently, they've been waiting on me for a while and didn't have the best of luck getting me here. I'm the miracle baby that hung around after my Mom had three miscarriages and then was put on bedrest at five months pregnant for fear she was losing me, too. But, now I'm here and they really dig me. I dig them, too. It's cool.