First, if I can reach my Daddy’s face, I touch it. It’s usually his chin, if I’m in the carrier. He knows I’m bored then, and he should start moving around.
If that doesn’t work, I make short, annoyed cries until they pick me up, play with me or feed me.
If that still doesn’t work, I cry louder. And louder. And louder. And louder. And repeat until I get what what I want. I’ve found interspersing some roars with loud cries works well. 
It’s so nice to be the center of attention all the time. In fact, it’s really quite tiring. It’s only lately that I’ve been able to sleep longer. I need the rest with all the papparazi around.
Here are some photos with some friends and family.
Wow, it’s been a while. Been working out – here’s a video and another photo of me. I hope to really strengthen those abs and gluts. Next step is the pecs, so I can start crawling.
This is a video – I think I had food coma
These are from my first week in the hospital.
