I’m A Week Old

Well, it’s been a week and I’m still not quite sure what all the fuss is about. My Mommy runs the show, my Daddy stays glued to the computer, my brother is loud as hell and everybody else talks to me like I’m a baby. Do I at least get a toaster?

Seriously, though, both me and my Mommy are healthy. I had my first bath at home tonight and hated it. I’m eating about every three hours and Mommy and Daddy are taking turns staying up late or getting up early with me, so everyone seems pretty sane. I heard new babies can cause a ruckus. Don’t think I’m pulling any crazy tricks yet.

So far I like to sleep on my Daddy’s chest. Mommy and Nana snuggles are really good, too. My brother Grant stops playing every so often and kisses me on the head. That’s sweet. He’s gotta do something about the singing voice, though. It’s like a cat being run over by a lawn mower.

Anyway, here are some pictures from this week’s adventure at home with my family. Oh, and thanks, Dad, for the naked pictures of me. Bonehead.

—–katiefalls