Hi. I'm big now... Six months big.

Hi, I gonna take over this blog writing thing now... cause I'm big. I'm six months old big.

My momma gets kinda weepy whenever I say that. I don't know if she wants me to just stay small forever or what.... I think she needs lessons on how babies work. They get big sometimes.

So be excited. Now you are going to get to hear about my daily goings ons from my head, and not from my mommas.... Everyone was getting tired of what she had to say..... mostly daddy, but I don't think he really listens to her much anyways..... but don't worry, I think they're in love. They kiss. Momma says people who are in love kiss. I guess that must mean momma and daddy are in love with me because my cheeks (which are also getting to be six months big) are the spot for momma and daddy to practice being in love with. I like it..... it is soft and warm when momma does it and prickly and tingly when daddy does.... so its pretty great.

Tommorrow I go to the Dr. I like him mostly. Except when he shines a light in my eyeball, or tries to look all the way down into my belly with a wooden stick that tastes really wooden--ey. I really don't like the nurse much.... she gives me a shot in my leg.... EVERY TIME. I mean I'm still a baby so I don't know much about shots... except that they burn and I have to do the hold my breath cry until momma cuddles me and gives me some lovies on my cheeks..... but I think they should make one shot instead of twelve. I told Daddy about my idea since he is a scientist. He says he will tell his students to work on it. Momma says nurses are nice people really inside though. I'll have to see if the nurse tommorrow is nice. If she says I'm cute.... I'll cut her some slack.

Welp I've got some important drooling to do. I'll tell you how big I'm getting and how mean the nurse was tommorrow.

Droolz to your moms.
E