
by which I mean my maraca of course... I actually took it from my buddy Daphne (shhh) when our baby group went to Prospect Park together and had a little picnic on april 20th. I had a great time showing the other babies how I could sit up (I only tumbled a couple of times). Everyone was really good on their tummies too!

I went to the playground yesterday and my parents actually pushed me on a swing. I was giggling like a mad scientist. I showed mum and pop how I could swing with the best of em and they told me I'm an old lady now. 7 months gone in a flash... not that I really remember much anyway. I do know that I don't need to be swaddled anymore and my parents are very proud of me. Now I snuggle with my taggie blanket, but it scares mum because I like to pull it over my face to fall alseep. She's always waking me up by moving my blankie... ARG MOMMY! I've gotten into pulling mum and pop's hats off when they try to feed me. They bought me a little brooklyn hat, but now that I've figured out how to take it off I'd like to see them try and keep it on... hahaha. Speaking of touching stuff, I love my daddy's beard.. it's so fuzzy it makes me giggle. Wanna see (too bad cuz here it is):


