A typical sortta day..

I spend quite a bit of time now just wriggling around on the floor, looking cute and the like. Every now and again, however, I even surprise myself. The crawling thing is almost happening -- I can wriggle across the ground to get a toy pretty well, and flip left or right onto my tummy (if given good reason, like, to annoy mommy and daddy). Mostly, though, I spend my days just hanging out waiting to get bigger and better (and of course, much, much cuter!)



Now if they would only take this bleepin' bib off of me, I'd be mega cute! Of course, I might have to learn to stop drooling first, but hey, I'm just a baby for Pete's sake...