More of those toothy grins!

I love to smile while rolling around with Mr. Turtle!

No more gummy grins for me!

Now I get to show off my teeth!

You know what's better than wild game?

My hand. Mmmmmmm.

I like wild game

And I'd be "lion" if I didn't include this guy! OMG I'm so funny.

Mommy and daddy call me "cupcake"

...and I have the pants to prove it!

I came, I saw, I conquered daddy

I am the victor!

Seriously? More pictures? Isn't your 80G hard drive full?

Get a life, mommy.

But daddy, I'm almost done writing this e-mail...

Don't try to take away my crackberry before I can hit "send"!

It's SO funny when daddy turns me into a baby burrito!

He threatens to gobble me up, but I know mommy wouldn't allow that. She said I'm too cute to bite.

I could never go Kosher

Bacon just tastes too good.

Froggy really DOES taste like chicken!

Who knew?!

I'm destined for greatness

...and the U.S. Treasury already knows it!

When mommy saw this, she said the $100 bill just became more valuable. Hey Obama, did you hear that? It's an easy way to help the economy recover!

Editor's note: although there is a picture of a cancer stick and a cancer stick container, please note that there shall be NO smoking around Caroline. Ever. And anyone who breaks the rule risks suffering the wrath of Caroline's Godfather, Scott. You don't want to suffer the wrath of Scott. Ever.

Tummy time can be fun

Here I am practicing my pushups on daddy's chest.



And getting rewarded for my hard work with kissies.



Back to working out...



...aaaaand I'm pooped.

Happy Inauguration Day!

We live in historic times -- Barack Obama was just sworn in. Mommy was really excited to hear Yo-Yo Ma and Itzhak Perlman perform. I think I spotted some drool running down her face! She said that hearing them play was *almost* the most beautiful sound she'd ever heard, second only to the sound of my laughter.

Mommy said I have some good-looking gams!

She just loooooooves my little baby legs.

Mozart schmozart - I'll compose my own music, thankyouverymuch

My Godmother, Christina, knows that music appreciation helps develop the grey matter I will need to excel in math -- and with that in mind, she got me a piano (among other things) for Christmas! I really like the sounds it makes. In one setting, I can compose my own music; and in the setting I use when I need inspiration for my original composition, I can listen to Rachmaninoff, Beethoven, Chopin or Mozart with the press of a single piano key!

Mommy loves it because it is a great developmental toy, and daddy loves it because "science is awesome." I love it because it makes fun noises. I like to press a button, then laugh at the fun noises.

Happy five-month birthday to me, happy five-month birthday to meeee!

These people hardly need an excuse for a party. But if they did need some actual reason, I'm the best reason there is! Grandma and grandpa came over to help me celebrate my five-month birthday. Aunt Pook-Pook sent kissies long distance from the sand in South Beach. Happy birthday to me!

Those teeth are poking through more and more each day...

And I love to smile and show them off!

I am the Diaper Monster, hear me roar!

I like clean diapers. That's not unusual. Babies and old people everywhere agree. But few have the uncanny ability to wreak havoc on diapers in the same way I do. I destroy them. I show no mercy. They may wimper, cry, apologize and try to run, but I am unmoved, unphased and steadfast in my mission to seek, target and destroy all diapers in sight. And even some that aren't.

I am the Diaper Monster. And I am VERY proud of myself.

Daddy thinks he's getting me ready for bed

But I think I'm getting ready for playtime. Guess who's going to win!

Calling all gamblers!

I'm taking bets on when mommy finally grows a backbone and puts me to bed when she's pooped instead of staying awake until all hours of the night / early morning with me. So far, she's been too much of a softie to tell ME when it's time to go to bed, and has let me dictate the schedule. She said something about me being a baby and obviously needing something (as evidenced by my not sleeping at that time).

And it gets better - anytime she has the bright idea of putting me to bed before I'm ready, I throw up to let her know what I think of that. If that's not a deterrent, I don't know what is!

So who's in? I call "never" -

By popular demand...

I don't normally take requests, but here is a picture of me at my baptism showing me in my hat and my gown.

Teeth!

For the past few weeks, I have been gnawing on everything I can get my hands on (including my hands!) because my gums have been itchy. Last night when mommy came home, she saw that two tiny bits of white were getting ready to pop through my lower gums! My first teeth! She mentioned that the whites weren't showing in the morning -- that sure was fast!

Mommy got a picture with her phone - not the best quality, but you can see a little white coming through on my bottom gums.

Mommy was very impressed that I haven't been fussy or unhappy at all. She'd read that sometimes babies become very irritable when they start teething, and was prepared for several difficult late nights with me and was trying to think of ways to soothe me during that time. But, as always, I'm just mommy's precious, happy little angel. Boy, is mommy lucky!

A few more teeth and daddy can take me to Morton's in Beverly Hills for my first steak! Woohoo!!

I can be VERY terretorial

I am possessive of my bottle (see how I hold it close to me so you can't take it away?).

I am equally very fond of a few of my toys. There's the Fisher Price monkey who winks at and flirts with me, my colorful keys, Freddy the Frog whose legs rattle (and taste like chicken) and my good friend, Mr. Octopus. While I don't mind when mommy or daddy want to play with my other toys, I become very suspicious of anyone who dares mess with these toys.

While I was doing tummy time last night, I was playing with Mr. Octopus. Later, when mommy was feeding me and daddy was cleaning up, I heard Mr. Octopus's crinkly and rattle-y noises, and shot daddy a look that I know he understood to mean he is NOT to play with, touch or move my little buddy! I'll bet he didn't think I'd notice since I was occupied with my "baaa" - but he was wrong!

MY toy!

Hey Michael Phelps, do you want to try for TEN gold medals next time?

The way I flap my arms and legs with furious speed while eating, I'm in a unique position to teach you a thing or two!

Daddy knows how to watch football

You wear the gear of the team for whom you are rooting! Here I am in Nebraska gear, as we watched them beat Clemson on New Year's day. Naturally, I also dressed in Trojan gear to watch USC pound Penn State and prove that the Pac-10 is a much stronger conference than those yahoos at ESPN with their SEC bias thought! STICK it, Lou Holtz!

And after each touchdown, we did the airplane! Woohoo!

And another!

The rest of the space in this room is for all the awards this exhibit is going to win.

What a beautiful art exhibit I make!

Campbell's Soup has nothing on me.

Mommy loves fur-trimmed collars

After my baptism, she changed me out of my baptismal gown and put me in a pretty gold dress with a fur-trimmed collar. She told daddy that it would help keep me warm, but I know that was just an excuse to put me in another pretty dress. Grandma said I look like a pretty, porcelain Russian doll.

I got baptized today!

And so many people came or sent well wishes! It was really nice. Gave us all the warm fuzzies. Here I am during the ceremony with my parents and my godparents. Don't we look like we're having a great time?! Not pictured (but also very important to me) are Father Donie of St. Martin of Tours and about 60 of my biggest fans.

Mommy finally caught me on camera doing a half-Arnold

...from when she was a slacker with the camera earlier this week. I do a full Arnold before she grabs the camera, and a half Arnold by the time she takes a picture. You snooze, you lose, lady!

Chillin' with my Godmother

Christina rocks!

I'm feeling well-rested and ready to play!

I slept through the night last night! I went to sleep at 10pm, got up briefly for a midnight snack and off to sleepyland until 7:30 a.m.! Apparently all it took was an all-nighter to 5:30 a.m. (I sooooo out-energied mommy, but she stayed up anyway) for me to get on a good schedule.

I haven't decided yet how long I will let mommy and daddy sleep through the night. They're hoping it will stick, but you know how I like to keep them guessing. I'm so funny!

I love performing

Especially opera. At 4:30 in the morning. You know, mommy has always loved opera... I'm just trying to give her season tickets.

Speaking of which, do you suppose that opera stars live rock star lives, too? Because I have to choose a profession that justifies my desire to sleep all day and party until 5am.

St. Martin of Tours stood me up!

They told mommy that we had to attend a mandatory class for my baptism, and that parents and godparents were absolutely required to attend. Scott drove up from San Diego and Christina left work early to attend - but when we got to the appointed time and place for this "mandatory" class, nobody was there, and the place was a ghost town!

How DARE them stand me up like that! Don't they know who I AM?!

Humpht.

Daaaaaddy, can I have a pony?

Just try to say no to me. I'll bet you can't!

Okay, that's it - I'm taking away your camera

You've abused your privileges, and now you lose them. You know the rules. You get a time out, mommy.

Watch out, Arnold!

Okay you girlymen, listen up. I may only be four months old, but I can totally do baby push-ups. I was on my tummy last night, and I straightened out my arms to push myself up impressively high. Daddy almost squeaked, he was so excited! Mommy ran over to see and gave me a bunch of kissies. Big shock.

For once, mommy didn't have a camera on hand to snap a picture of it. I know, I know - I was just as shocked as you are. And I don't expect this to ever happen again.

Olivia Newton-John, eat your heart out!

Mommy said I look like I should have been in the video for Olivia Newton-John's "[Let's get] Physical." Daddy said that he didn't think there was any possible way any baby could be *any* cuter.

I think Grandma is a vampire!

Look at her going for my soft little neck!

Pajamas are fun

I have lots of footed sleepers, but this is my first pair of actual pajamas - two pieces and all! Don't I look just like a little human?!

Mommy has a thing for baby legs

...or maybe just MY baby legs. She's always telling me how cute they are and kissing them. And because it's winter, I've been in pants and footed sleepers, which covered my beautiful little legs. Finally, mommy and daddy cranked up the heater so they could get me out of those pants and expose my little baby legs. Squee!

Peek-a-boo!

I see mommy and her camera!

Top of the mornin' to ya!

I have to agree with mommy and daddy. This really is the perfect onesie for me. I always leave them a nice big pot of gold.