Not quite 8 months...

Yes, you can still hold me. Its true. I'm not quite that big but I ain't slowing down either. Life moves fast and I am in the fast lane people. Things are happening, I am growing, new foods are being eaten and new experiences are being had.

This very morning, Dad took me to the swings - it was really awesome. Its not my first time at the swings (please, I wasn't born yesterday) but I am still somewhat of a novice with the whole swing thing. Instead of screaming to be pushed higher and higher, I just kinda chilled out and was more interested in the other bigger kids in their swings. I enjoyed it though.

There is so much to update you on that this post will be "in no particular order." I suppose the most *important* milestone is the ever advancing enamel bits emerging (rather painfully) from my moist, fleshy gums. A few weeks ago, I think, my first tooth started coming in and - oy, let me tell you - this is nothing I would wish upon my worst enemy (if I knew what enemy meant or even had one). Simply put, *@&$# !!! In my typical adaptive way, I quickly adjusted and made use of this new tool, biting my Dad and my Mom. Now, a second little guy has emerged and I feel pretty old and jaded. I mean, one tooth, that's pretty cool. Two is old hat guys. Come on! I am in much better shape now and the pain isn't so bad. So, without further ado, this is the best picture Dad has of my teeth so far. I like to keep them "under wraps" until the official unveiling: (I am helping to put away groceries here...)



Next up, laughing. I like laughing. Here I am laughing after Dad said "Bless you" when I sneezed: (this is a little grainy)



Other cool stuff I've been up to. Well, I continue my budding singing career with Music Together. This is my second class. I took my first class with my Dad and now I am with my Mom. Needless to say, my musical talents are increasing exponentionally. Instead of now licking the drum, I bang it with my hands. Okay, sometimes for old times sake, I give it a quick lick when Mom isn't looking. Mom also says that I am banging my hand on my thigh in rhythm and have even been known to clap on occasion. I know that my parents know better than to try to live their life through me but they sure seem excited about my musical prospects. I am thinking about starting up a boy band called No One is Better Than Ezra, whaddya think? I definitely have a pretty cool booty shake going and I think that other tots are going to really dig it. The older women are already waaaaay into me.

You probably won't believe that I am now 7 1/2 months old but it's true. Also, twice in the last few weeks I've been to the Zoo! In fact, I have been to two wildly different types of zoos. I went first to the Prospect Park Zoo, run by the Wildlife Conservation Society (really the Bronx Zoo). I also went to the National Zoo in Washington, D.C. Which do you think I was more impressed by? You guessed it - the local dinky Prospect Park Zoo! As you can see below, I made some pretty fast friends with an Alpaca.

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Of course, my ABSOLUTE favorite at both zoos were.... the Meerkats!!

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You might think that when presented with a cute Panda bear at the National Zoo waking up inches in front of my face that I would be interested. But, frankly, there was a very fasciating rock nearby. My parents were screaming for me to look at some funny looking Panda bear but the only thing at the National Zoo that I noticed were the Meerkats (again) and a Cow which I saw in the petting zoo on the way to the car. Well, Mom seemed to enjoy herself as did Dad. Really, I just want them to be happy. Why can't they understand that? I do this all just for them...

My Mom has been back to work part-time for about two months now and that is going well. She seems happy. I am happy because I get to be with her 5 days a week (alright!) and we hang out a lot with Mom and some other babies. The other 2 days a week are spent with my cool babysitter Lavaughn. She sings to me in a pretty Caribbean accent, I like it. I flap my arms when she comes in the morning. That is my super-secret code for - "I like this person.'

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Through 8 Months