It's all about the pictures baby!

Friday night was spent at home with the parental units. For some reason they were extra tired from staying up at night last week?

Saturday brought a day of running errands and dinner with my friends Louis and Katrina in Princeton at mommy's and daddy's favorite mexican place. I spent the first part of dinner sleeping but woke up just in time...when the food was arriving. There was no way I was staying in that car seat; I wanted to sit up and look around at my surroundings.

Sunday was picture day! As we waited for Picture People to open I thought it best to have an early lunch; the parents didn't think this was such a great idea as I have been having a hard time keeping my food down. They were worried I was going to mess up my outfit. So I was fed in intervals. This nice lady kept saying "peek-a-boo" and making funny noises, but I was too busy thinking about food. I smiled occasionally (when I thought of food) but not as much as I would have if I got to finish my whole bottle in one setting. But needless to say, those people raising me know me too well, I got my shirt dirty. Thank goodness I had an outfit change. After I finished at Picture People, it was on to the man in the red suit with a white beard. He was nice and plump...good padding to lean up against in my pictures. By this point I was getting pretty tired and if I wasn't really smiling before, I sure wasn't going to smile then. So I sat back and watched all these people jump up and down, squeak toys and talk stupid, all in an attempt to get me to smile. Eventually I gave in, gave a few big smiles but the woman who was taking my picture seemed to miss it every time...may I suggest a job change - probably not in this economy.

As I'm more advanced than your average 3 1/2 month old with my website, I thought I would post the link so you can view my professional modeling debut:

http://smilestore.picturepeople.com/my/images?tk=0540d31b-2d2a-49bf-ae50-adf148136bbe

I think Sunday may have just been the best day of my life thus far...I finally figured out what my mouth is all about. In addition to screaming at the top of my lungs, and gulping milk down, I can now eat real food. After noticing my attempts to eat anything my parents put in their mouths, they decided it was time to try rice cearel on a spoon. I was all about the spoon sholving food in my mouth - best invention ever! Stayed tuned for more updates on what the spoon brings!