Whew

You know, I wouldn't have signed up for this whole 'existance' thing if I knew it would be so much work. Do you realize how much effort it takes to look this adorable? Do you? Trust me; you don't want to. The constant holding, compliment fielding, the batting of the eyes...what? You think that's natural? Please.



So, it's been a month since the big day I took my first gulp of air and all things considered, it's going pretty well. Even got to witness my dad consume an entire turkey and fall into a coma. Good times. He actually ate so much, I vomited.



I've also discovered "Tummy Time." It's very exciting. I get to lay on, get this, my stomach. Oh, were you waiting for something else? Maybe, oh, I don't know, lie on my stomach and watch a movie, perhaps? Yeah. So was I. But no. I get to lay down on my stomach and continue to do just that and hear my parents and grandparents congratulate me on a job well done. I guess it doesn't take much to impress them.

Man, I hate tummy time.