yippeee! i'm one month old today! of course, on the surface that may not seem very exciting to you . . . after all, my routine is still sleep, poop, eat, sleep, poop, eat . . . you get the point ;) that much really hasn't changed. much to dad's chagrin, i still don't laugh at his funny faces and bad jokes - but as i would like to point at to him, neither does anybody else. i also haven't yet picked up my first golf club or written my first line of code (though you have to admit, my prose is pretty good for a one month old!).
so then, why is one month such a big deal?!? because at one month i get to . . .
1. leave the house! yippeee. mom finally is going to let me out into the real world. and let me tell you how much i love riding in my swank orbit carseat/stroller. it's actually quite hilarious to see people stare at my get-up. you'd think i was riding around in a flying saucer. so it's not your everyday stroller/carseat, but it's pretty darn cool. dad likes it because he has to pump up the tires like a car. mom likes it because she can collapse it with one hand. and i like it because i can swivel around in my seat so i can look forward, backward and sideways all while still attached!
2. check out the dudes! let me tell you, i feel like there's been a conspiracy against my socialization. first the doctor tells me i'm too small (see smallism entry), then mom and grandma give me this chinese one month confinement thing, then mom and dad hear these stories of all my other friends getting sick and decides they decide they don't want to take any chances. but now, finally, after one month of me talking to the side of my bassinet and the side of mom and dad's head . . . i get to see other real living, breathing people. which really means i can start scouting for the dude who looks really swank in his pampers. so, come on, stand in line. i'm taking applications for pampers buddies now! (oh yeah, and if the parents want to come visit, that's now ok too).
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