Dang, Am I Cute or What?

Time is flying by. It seems like just yesterday I was starting this site, still suckin' on amniotic fluid. And now, I'm five weeks old on the Outside, livin' the good life.

Here I am chillin' in one of my many blankies:

Here I am with my Grams:

This is me in my work out clothes, ready to run like Rocky Balboa, baby:

Here I am with my Grandpa Russ, Uncle Ian, and dad:

This is my folks and me right before my Grandpa Dave's birthday dinner:

This is my Grandpa Dave, hamming it up, and my Grandma smiling like crazy while holding me, like usual:

And here... well, this is just the I'm-too-stinking-cute-for-words shot:


Until next time that's (my already-having-to-deal-with-paparazzi) life thus far.