Bouncy Mr. Sunshine Head

This was my brother's favorite toy when we was a baby and now I'm finally old enough to use it too! Big surprise...I love it. Mom will have to post some video soon.



Who you eyeballing, Mr. Sunshine Head?



By the way, have you ever seen a live baby look more like a kewpie doll? I mean, seriously...I even have the little curl on the top of my head.

Cereal Schmereal...

I'm much more interested in Daddy.

Sleeping Like A Ba--

--holy crap! How did you get like that, Ping Pong??

Roasting Marshmallows...Space Ranger Style

Scene: Daddy and Poki are playing in the playroom. Poki says he wants to roast marshmallows.

Dad: But I don't think we have any marshmallows.

Poki: (Sigh) Not real marshmallows, Daddy...pretend marshmallows!

Dad: Ooooh. Here you go! Marshmallows!

(Daddy hands Poki the pretend marshmallows)

Poki: No, Daddy! Those aren't marshmallows! Those are lasers!

Live Long And Prosper

(Thanks to Lois & family for the awesome onesie!)

Catching Up...

Ugh. It's been ages. We know. We're sorry.

So here's the deal, Ping Pong is doing stuff. Like alot of stuff. He turned 4 months on Saturday, and in honor of the fantastic birthday (it's Mom and Granny's favorite baby age. Mom's really excited about it!) Ping Pong spent last week working on some new tricks.

First of all, he's rolling over. I know! Seriously! That's huge, right? Check it out:





He can actually roll all the way over (like a barrel roll), but Mom has yet to catch that on camera. You may have noticed the unfortunate sound Ping Pong was making in the beginning of that last video. Yeah...that's his new noise. It's not anywhere near terrific.

When I was a baby, Mom said my baby squeals sounded like a baby pterodactyl. She says Ping Pong's baby squeals sound like a pterodactyl on fire. See exhibit A:



and exhibit B:



and in case your ear drums are still functioning...exhibit C:



I mean, come on. We thought his screeching cry was bad. As Dad said, "How can his happy noise be so much worse than his angry noise?!" Oh well, he had to have one imperfection, I guess.

The good news is he is really beginning to seem human to me now. I'm actually having alot of fun holding his hand and making him laugh and smile. I even help muffle his "happy noise" by putting his pacifier in his mouth. (Now I know why it's called a pacifier).