Back From Vacation Part II

I've found that my binky is really not so much for pacifying anymore, it is really more of a toy than anything.
I'm quite the fashion diva. Mommy has bought enough bows that I can color coordinate pretty much any outfit now. The bow is necessary so people stop asking how old Mommy and Daddy's little boy is. My smile is infectious and almost always present. I like to show everybody what Daddy would look like if he stopped brushing his teeth and they all fell out.
I've become quite the pro at rolling over. Which means that crawling can't be too far off. Then I'll be able to get anywhere I want and put things like remote controls in my mouth.
The wait for Christmas morning was almost enough to make me giddy with anticipation.