This stroller is getting too small

...as evidenced by the gymastics that go on in it...

Sixteen Weeks

This outfit is from my cousin Joan, it's cold out today and we're going to go for a walk if the Cable Guy ever comes.

Anthony and his Grandfather

Who does this baby look like?

It's Moira but I really think it looks like Anthony. Do you?

Wednesday, Outfit #2

This is from Belinda. It has a bib, which he totally needs these days, what with the drooling.

Wednesday

This is the cutest outfit, and if you gave it to us, go ahead and tell me because I can't remember who gave it to us. I wish I were better organized, but - well - I'm not. Anyway, thanks!

Watching TV...

...which they are NOT supposed to DO, but I wanted to get a picture of the back of his head, his hair was crazy.

Tuesday

So cute. He slept like hell last night, so it's nice that he at least *looks* well rested.

He Hates That Bird!

Anthony tears down the bird from his gym whenever he can. He hates that bird!

Fifteen Weeks

Last Night...

with his Father.

Hump Day

This outfit...

...is from my cousin Kathy. It has a fish in a fishbowl on the backside.

Friday Night

Anthony with his Aunt Lolo.

The Sox Lost...

Again?

Sox

Anthony in his first Sox outfit. He has recently moved from 3-6 months clothes to 6-9 months.

14 Weeks

Dear Anthony,
Happy 14 Weeks. And start sleeping better.
Love from your Mother.

Hands Together

Anthony's started to bring his hands together. This is a milestone for three months.

Napping, finally

He can only fall asleep to the sounds of the sweet, sweet vacuum. BOY these floors are clean!

What?

Monday Night

Anthony's working Mike's finger to the bone.

Monday again

In the swing, where he was decidedly NOT napping.

Thirteen Weeks

He really likes the bath. No, he really does.

This is not how he really is all day...

...I just happened to catch the ONE time today that he wasn't sleeping or howling. Well, there wasn't just one time that he wasn't sleeping or howling, but there weren't many. Now I would like to find the people who told me that TWELVE weeks was some magic number for colic and crying. He'll be THIRTEEN weeks tomorrow and both Mike and I have been up since about 3:00 this morning. You people are all a bunch of liars.

DMV

Anthony went to the DMV for the first time today. He spit up. Take that, DMV.

Day 88

Twelve Weeks