Feed Me...

I'm just a little hungry... I don't seem to take my food too well from the spoon, regardless of what the pictures tell you, but I'll chug a bottle down in seconds. I don't know why people complain... look at me, I'm already trying to crawl, well, I can get up on all fours, but I'd rather do it military style and scoot to the stairs. Nothing like good ole' carpet burn. I made the discovery however, that if I can scoot off of the area rug, I can slide better on the hardwood floors. Since the last time I put up a post many things have changed. I battled through a bout with RSV, mommy had the hardest , but I am still pulling through like a champ. I am still taking my puffer twice a day, but I'm slowly being weened off of the medication. However, I think the drugs have boosted my adrenaline levels because I attempted to pull of on the ottoman and stand up. Don't believe me...well, check this out!


Who invented socks? I don't know but I would like to have a word with them! I have fallen in love with my feet, and mommy keeps trying to cover them up with... socks! You lose all the flavor of the big toe when it's covered up with cotton. I'm telling you, there is nothing like grabbing your feet the first thing in the morning and popping it right into your mouth... mm mm good!

I am going to try out for the Yankees next week. I'm a righty so far, but I can throw anything off of my high chair clear across the room and hit my brother, BJ, square in the middle of his forehead consistently. I can also try out for the Olympic Boxing team... just ask my sister, Paris, I try to knock her out all the time. I'm getting good workouts in my excersaucer. I bounce all day, or at least until I have knocked all the toys off of it.

Well, that is all for now, I'm gearing up for meeting my family members that have never had the privilege of meeting me in person. They may have heard me babble over the phone, or even drool over it, but wait until they get a load of me.

Blog you later!

Sitting On Top of The World... At least in my High chair

Yes, I'm sitting up already. I'm pretty good at it too. My mommy has me sitting up in my chair to eat, but I go boneless when she tries to feed me sweet potatoes. I don't know they call them sweet when they don't have any sugar in them. Well, because she keeps trying to force me to eat them, I developed the "chicken little" face. See...



Well, I'm getting ready for the holidays where I get to meet the rest of my daddy's family for the first time. I know they will be trying to pick me up so I'm trying to learn to crawl and get ready for the chase, but I keep slipping on all the drool that keeps coming from my mouth. My mommy says I'm teething, I say I'm salivating over that steak I saw her eating the other day; and she had the nerve to try to feed me some nasty cereal that she had the audacity to attempt to sneak them nasty sweet potatoes in. I keep saying, "look at the face mommy, look at the face!" My mommy is also trying to make me become a Texans, but my daddy's not havin' that, but he took the pictures anyway.

That's about all I have for today. I'll check back in with you all later, especially as we get ready for Paris' Baptism and my Baby Dedication at church. I'll keep you posted.

Holla'

Mmm! Hands

Its been awhile since i've talked with you, but I'm ok! We survived hurricane Gustav and Ike by the grace of God and it makes me want to just eat my hands. I'm growing so much and so fast; I guess I'll be getting a job soon. But in the meantime, I'll just chill here and be as cute as possible. I'm starting to sit up a little, spit up a little and get up a little at night. My mommy and daddy used to be able to sleep the night through, but I just smiled at them around 4:00 am and said, sorry... honeymoon is over. They still love me though. I made my solo debut at church not too long ago while my daddy was singing, but not too many people heard me because Mommy rushed me out and took me to the Cry Room. I told her I was singing, not crying, but I didn't argue too much considering she put a bottle and my mouth as a microphone... I didn't sing too much afterwards. Anyway, enjoy the photos, i'll be visiting a town near you soon to sign autographs.

Getting Buff

Yeah it's me sitting up on my arms already. I know... time goes by too fast. Well, I have to build up my strength if I'm going to keep up with my big brother. So, I've been practicing my push ups, crunchers and a little cardio by rolling over on Mommy and Daddy's bed to get ready. I caught my first cold this week, but God has truly blessed me because it only lasted a day or two. It helps when I don't have to be around a bunch of germy kids in a daycare where I probably have been sick even longer. My nanny takes good care of me while Mommy and Daddy are at work and she kept me inside. Funny though, while at church Saturday listening to my sister Paris rehearse for Sunday service, a lady came up to my daddy and just gave us some baby/children's Motrin. We didn't tell her I had been sick; the Lord just allowed her to bless us out of the blue. God is good like that. Well... I need to go to sleep. Paris is singing tomorrow and I have to get my rest so that I can holler for her when she gets in the choir stand. 

Sorry We Haven't Talked Lately

I know, I know; I haven't blogged in a awhile,  but you have to realize that my daddy has been very busy lately... too busy to even get on his computer. So, you know something was going on. Well, so much has happened since the last time I've reached out to the world. I've eaten more, had my diaper changed more, and I slept more... yep, that's about it. Nah, actually I've achieved several milestones. I had my first real non-gassy smile on July 15 and my first laugh on August 5. I've also been singing with my daddy as he rehearses for church. Last Sunday, I was starting to fuss a little bit at service until I heard the melodious voice of my daddy and I perked right up. I can't wait to get up on stage with him. Until then, all I have is this video as we begin to practice for that moment. Check it out and I'll be in touch soon.

Going Wireless

Well, it finally happened...I've joined the wireless crowd...my first connection to mommy and food delivery has completely fallen off. NO MORE CORDS!!! I know big deal, huh! Well it is to me because now I get to see if I'll have an innie or outie. 

I'm actually enjoying the outside world, even with all the noise...NBA playoffs, Tiger Woods, Daddy snoring...it's all just noise to me, but because my Daddy had all this going on on Father's Day, it made me pretty excited. I miss my brother and sister though. They went to stay with Meme and Papa Smith for the month. They call and ask about me each night. My sister Paris even tried to talk me Sunday, but I couldn't understand. So, I just smiled and nodded my head...she always makes me do that, or...maybe it was something I ate. No matter, I'm starting to smile and my daddy keep flashing a light in my face every time Mommy yells that I'm doing it again. It's usually after I eat because I can't believe I got it this good. I was hooked up before I was born... everywhere Mommy went I had food; now everywhere Mommy goes I still have food...I don't even do much to get it...just a little whimper and "bam!" food cometh. If you had it like that you'd smile too. 

                                                          

Well, it's nap time again and my fingers are starting to hurt... plus my diaper needs to be changed. So, I'll talk with you all later. Enjoy the pictures. 

Week 1 and Counting

Wow, I made it an entire week in this new world, that is starting to become pretty routine. I sleep, eat, have someone change me, then eat, sleep...well, you get the picture. It's a "Simple Life" even includeing Paris...Paris Oliviet Smith that is...mommy says that we use Marriot anyone instead of Hilton Hotels.



It's pretty quiet around here...Daddy took my sister and brother, Paris and Brian Jr. to Louisiana to stay with my new grandparents who I just met last week. They seem very nice...Papa Smith has a cushiony tummy like my daddy. So, when Daddy gives his tummy away to the workout man, I'll call Papa up and borrow his, its better than my boppy pillow.



I went to my first Full Mexican Celebration Saturday. My neighbor held a Graduation party for his daughter and I was invited. There was nothing but authentic mexican food, authentic language indigenous to the culture...which I didn't like because I barely understand my mommy, but what I like the most was the authentic Mariachi Band...wow... I was dancing all over the place until I saw my mommy pick up some food that I knew we both would regret later on. Well, no matter how much I wailed, she ate it anyway and...let's just say that neither one of us slept very well that night. Although Mommy was fine later on, I made her pay for not listening to me...if you know what I mean.



Well, time for another nap...I'll blog later on

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It's Colder Out than In

I knew I should have looked at the weather before stepping out in the new world, nevertheless, here I am; and boy am I loving it. My mom is fantastic, even though I was cut loose, she still feeds me. My payment however is letting her sleep inbetween feedings...we've got a good bond going on. Guess what? I have a big brother named Brian Jr. (he got daddy's name because he was born first.) I tried to get mommy to name me Brian Jr. Jr. Sissy thought Jackson was a better name...oh yeah, I have a big sister too. Her name is Paris Oliviet. The way she was hovering over me, I thought she was my mommy too. She is always wanting to hold me, rock me, swing me, kiss me, sing to me, read to me...wow, it's all about me. I'm loving it! Write now, I'm blogging from sitting on my daddy's tummy; it's very comfortable. He said not get used to the cushion because he giving it away to something called "Working Out". He's excited though to have me out of mommy's oven. While in the oven, I baked to a crisp 7lbs 12oz and I was 20in tall. My hands are like my daddy's when he was my age when they called him Tiger Paws. That is why I'm able to blog at such a young age; my dexterity is intact already due my paws.



Well, I'm tired now or am I hungry...nah I'm tired. I'll blog later after it warms up a little. My mom says to not worry because we live in Texas, being warm will not be an issue. Until later, after a few more feedings, peace out...like my brother says.