My Mastiff Vash tried to give me a bath today. His breath is very vile. Hopefully my breath never smells like that!
Mommy, Daddy, Grandma and Grandpa all played Power Grid with me last night. It was kind of a scary game. (Actually, they just took my picture here. Daddy and Grandpa teamed up to get pictures of my sad post picture face.)
For some reason mommy and daddy think these things are great. I just find them frightening.
This is what happens if yo fall asleep while eating. I guess mommy has plenty of food to keep me going for a while. We have a few pounds of milk in the freezer now too.
I'm 9 pounds now! I've been doing some thinking since yesterday. If I weighed 6lb 15oz on the 7th, and 8lb 15 oz on the 10th... that is a gain of over 3oz a day. So logically, by the time I'm one year old, I'll be 75 pounds!
Somehow it seems more likely that they just measured me wrong a week ago. But at least I got to eat all that good food!
So the doctor said I'm plenty fat today. Mommy and Daddy have permission to skip a feeding at night, and to not pump so much during the day... but still try to feed every 2-3 hours when I'm awake.
Last night Daddy had to have me do 153 pushups, have Vash lick my feet, and wash my face several times in order to wake me up enough to eat. Maybe they will let me just sleep now.
*yawn*
Here is a picture of Daddy wearing his Raider Hater shirt. Wednesday morning I tricked him into wearing this while he fed me. Then I distracted him with my cute baby eyes of doom so that he forgot he was wearing the milk-drenched-dress-code-failing-raider-hater shirt to work.
Muhahahahaha! Maybe I can trick him into going to work without pants next.
This morning I was so lazy that daddy and mommy had to have Vash lick my feet to keep me awake while I ate. Vash smells funny, and I'm worried if he licks my feet too much they might start reeking like he does.
Fortunately, if I'm really tired I can sleep through it so it isn't too bad. Hopefully they give me a bath though.
Last night daddy finished his second DVD. He let me sleep in his kangaroo pouch while he worked on it.
G-Ma and Grandpa Cool left Sunday morning. Mommy and daddy both broght me so I could say good bye. Hopefully we get to go visit them in New York someday.
Grandpa is lots of fun to play with. He is really good at bouncing me on his knee. Grandpa said I sound like a Dolphin, but I don't know what a Dolphin is.
Mommy just loves supplimenting to help make me big and strong. She says one day I'll be as big as Vash and I will be able to play tug of war with ropes, fetch sticks and toys, and lick the back of the couch after I spit up on it just like Vash! (Or maybe it was Daddy who said that?)
So Daddy taught me to play a song on the piano. It is tricky to play when your hand is smaller than the width of one key. Guess I better start drinking extra Milk... I want to write my first symphony before I'm 4.
Dr. Edrich says I am not gaining weight. Personally I'm thinking their scale is on drugs, but either way I get to eat more now. Mommy or Daddy have to give me lots more food after I breast feed. Last night Daddy kept trying to get 4 ounces of milk into me, but I get tired after about 3 ounces. How can they expect me to stay interested once I'm not starving?
I was pretty tired yesterday evening, but fortunately I was more alert by 3:00, so I was able to keep Mommy company while we waited for the sun to come up so I can sleep again.
Monday night I didn't cry any, but just sat quietly. Of course the reason was that I cried all day so I was hoarse.
G-Pa flew in Saturday afternoon! He is good at bouncing me on his knee. Notice that I'm now surrounded by two Yankee fans. Fortunately I really like the colour blue.
Mommy is happy now that I finally decided to start breast feeding most of the time. I tend to get pretty tired after one side, so daddy or G-Ma still has to feed me a little extra afterward sometimes. But sometimes if mommy or daddy pinch my feet and tickly my knees, I can stay awake for all of my food.
Today Mommy brought me to work after she had her braces fixed. Everyone wanted to touch me, and they all talked really weird.
Hopefully I don't talk weird like that when I grow up.
Sorry I wasn't able to post anything last night. Although I was awake all night, my daddy is lazy and keeps trying to sleep even though it is only midnight.
What a looby daddy I have. Fortunately I find that if I keep screaming for 3 hours, he is able to stay awake, but for some reason he keeps changing my diaper and putting that pacifier thing in my mouth. If he would just wake up and stay awake, I could stop shouting.
*Yawn* Well, the sun is back up so I'm heading to sleep.
Today for one meal, I decided to give Mommy a break and I suckled all of my food! Of course I was tired from all that work and refused to feed any more. But mommy gave me my own puppy since I was such a good little boy.
Note: I've almost outgrown my Tigger outfit.
Daddy read me a scary story about how Nebu Chad Nezzert was going to take King Zed's Kia into the X Island.
It was very frightening.
G-Ma is being very helpful taking care of me. Here she is holding me while I keep trying to spit my pacifier into her food. I'm hoping some beans will stick or something so I can make some music for mommy and daddy!!!
Hiya! I've started holding my head up sometimes. I mostly do it to drive mommy and daddy crazy. I wait until they are about to do something with me balanced on their shoulder, then I'll throw my head back and see if they react fast enough to catch me!
Maybe I'll escape one of these days to go play with Vash (my mastiff).
