I was waiting for calls. I was waiting for gifts. But my 4 month birthday came and went. For all my blog stalkers, look how much cuter I have gotten. I really have. Not just my mom tells me I'm pretty, everyone who sees me tells me. Why would they lie?
Dad loves me so much that he has given me his favorite spot on the couch.
So fresh and so clean, clean.
This was me at 1 month.
I'm so much longer now.
Dad makes me laugh. A lot.
You can still send me gifts, or give me a call.