Happy 5th Birthday to me!

Its my birthday…again!  Normally I’d be ready to party, except I’m still mourning the Alabama loss last night.  Me and Daddy are die hard Bama fans and we both feel like our hearts got ripped out.  Despite the loss, I’ve had a wonderful 4^th month of life! We moved into my new castle, I’ve got more places to fill up with toys, and I’m still cute. 

Seriously, why do they dress me up in this stuff? I'm not a doll

The highlight of my month was my first Thanksgiving!  I’m not sure what the hype is all about because I don’t eat solid food yet, but I did get tons of clothes from Mimi and I got to spend the night with grandpa & Monica and Mimi! That means 2 nights with no parental units! Bingo!

After Thanksgiving I got to hang with my cousins William and Sarah.  They came all the way from Tampa to play with me! William is fun, but he doesn’t really play, all he cares about is eating M&Ms. But Sarah… she’s my favorite!  We played together almost the entire day! She’s only a wee bit bigger than me, but that doesn’t bother me—I could eat her now if I really wanted to.

Sarah is so pretty- she even poses for pictures

In other exciting news, I can now blow bubbles!!  It’s pretty fun, except when I end up spitting up all over myself.  Wanna see how I do it?  Check out the video below. 

I’ve also invented a new game since the pacifier game no longer works….I call it, Babbling Baby.  This is how it works- mom and dad put me down to sleep for the night.  I pretend to sleep for about 2 hours.  Right when they go to bed and get comfortable, I start babbling- babbling VERY loud.  So loud that the monitor goes crazy.  It’s not really a cry, or a giggle…it’s more just like talking to myself.  This forces Mom or Dad to run upstairs to put my pacifier back in my mouth to shut me up.  Repeat until Mom goes crazy and lets me sleep on the couch with her. 

My other game is a show stopper!!  Every now and then, when I feel like Mom and Dad aren’t paying enough attention to me while I sleep, I like to roll off the monitor pad which causes an alarm to go off.  Mom and Dad think I’ve stopped breathing, so they rush upstairs faster than a kid in a candy store to check on me.  It always gets their heart pounding….and gives me more attention.  Mission accomplished.  So all those babies out there, enjoy playing my games.  Hope you can have the success I’ve had with them.

Next month I hear some guy named Santa is going to visit and bring me toys…but only if I stop playing my naughty games.   We’ll see about that- I’ll just turn on the charm.

Hope everyone has a wonderful December!

I’ll stay cute,

LUKE

daaaaa Mom, stop taking pictues

Winter Bugaboo- my favorite accessory.