
I don't know what's up with parents obsession to
take my picture while I'm sleeping, but apparently I'm cute.
I get more pictures taken of me than Brangelyna by the
Paparazzi. I'm getting better at holding the bottle as you
can see, I can almost drink it by myself.

I got this shirt from one of the teachers from moms
school. It would be even cooler if they put
pants on me. It's a picture of a ghost
that says Don't Lie About the Candy! Ok seriously,
please put some pants on me, the turn of the
Century called, and it wants their night
shirt back.