Today I am 12 weeks old, and life is pretty good here. I have finally made the move to size 2 diapers, and I appreciate the extra room and storage space - if you know what I mean. I'm doing pretty good controlling this big ol' head of mine. I get lots of practice "sitting" in my mom or dad's lap or slung over the side of the couch. I'm trying to go a little easier on my mom and usually give her one 5 to 6 hour stretch of sleep at night. Of course, she needs to go to bed at 8pm in order to take advantage of the whole amount. I eat twice during the night and have been waking up at 7 am. I prefer to do all my napping in the arms of someone who loves me. Mommy and Daddy moved me to my big boy bed on Friday night. I have figured out how to ooch my way 90 degrees and stick my feet out the slats already. I'm a very fast learner. I am really smiley when I first wake up, and I'll smile extra big for the person who springs me from my crib in the morning. I'm looking forward to my first trip to Aggieland on Saturday. From the looks of it, this will be my first of many trips to that special place. Beat the heck outta Baylor.
Don't be hating on my Hugh Hefner robe and my personal carrier (aka dad)!