I love my big sister...

But sometimes she gets distracted. (And I was never going to actually eat the jump rope. Puh-leeze. It just helps with the teething.)  I swear Sadie's obsessed with it. She's jumping all the time. I can roll over, but I'm not quite at the jumping stage. Kinda feels like she's rubbing it in.

A Word on Teething....

I don't like it. I understand it's a necessary part of having teeth so I can chew stuff and smile with a big toothy grin... but this kinda stinks. Now, I'm not a baby. Okay, I am... but I don't act like one. I don't cry about it. I just yell a lot. Normally, I look like this....




But after a teething spell... Mom gives me some icky tasting Baby Orajel and a bit of Baby Tylenol, and I'm like this:

Clearly, I am not pleased.


Then I take a nap. Word on the street is that I either sound like a cat purring when I'm in a good mood, and I snore when I'm not.

Been taking it easy the past few weeks....

The holidays were pretty busy. I was teething a lot, so I tried to distract myself with other stuff.

First, I stared in awe of the size of my pink teddy bear. I'm not sure what to name her. She looks like cotton candy to me.

I also took a look at Sadie's Sesame Street books, just to look at the pictures.

I'm a fan of Big Bird. He looks nice.

And I nap. A lot. Mommy got the pack n' play out so I could chill without worrying about Sadie running around me. She's very energetic when she has peanut butter cups. I haven't tried them yet, but she really likes them. Mom worries when she has more than 3 at a time 'cause then she can't sit still.