Happy belated birthday, Grandma Parr!

Grandma Parr's birthday was last Friday. We sent her a card, and left her a voicemail, but completely forgot to post our greetings here. We love you, Grandma! Can't wait to see you and Grandpa in July!

Got a tissue?

I just noticed Mommy changed the name of this blog to "Little Bitty Booger." I was very offended, and made her change it back post haste. Yes, I realize I routinely wipe my nose with great vigor on the nearest shoulder... and regularly spew ropes out both nostrils every time I sneeze... but please. You may think it's funny, but it's snot.

A standing "O"!

Last night, Mommy put me in my crib while she went to prepare my bath. When she came back, she found me standing up, holding on to the top rail. Now mind you, I only started to crawl about three weeks ago. She whooped in surprise, and I immediately released my grip. She then spent the next five minutes trying to coax me into a repeat performance for the video cam. I eventually obliged:

Despite my other advancements, I am still sporting only two teeth. Mommy calls them "Chicklets". That's Daddy's handkerchief on my head, by the way. I love the Florence Nightingale look, don't you?

Who needs high-tech?

I am surrounded with toys that talk, play music, sing (in Spanish and English), twirl, light up, and do everything but start the car.

And yet... my current favorite is this plain, distinctly low-tech, cardboard box.

There's a message here somewhere.

Can't take my eyes off of you

I find cell phones so fascinating! Don't you?

Then and Now

Here's a recently unearthed photo of Mommy when she was just two months old, posing with Grandma Parr. Mommy was very surprised she had never seen this picture before!

And here's a new one of me and Mommy. We're both happy because my scorching case of diaper rash is responding well to the medicine the doctor gave me. Good thing; I was starting to look like a red-bottomed baboon.

Hats off!

Grammy Bern sent me an early Easter present of spring clothes, including this amusing hat. It will be just the thing for those sunny days in Syracuse.... assuming they ever get here.