Hey folks.  It’s me, the Little Sir.

Or if you ask my Mother, her Little Bubba…Or Little Lovey Pie…Or Little Smoochie Pants.

Yeah, I know, the woman is a bit coo-coo.  But you probably already knew that.  So hey.  It’s me.

Pretty cute Little Fellow, ain’t I?  Or at least that’s what my Mama tells me.  A lot.

Now that I’ve mastered coo-ing, jamming my hands into my mouth, and tooting 24/7, I figured it was high-time that I checked out this whole blogging thing.  I mean, as the third-born I have to make sure that my voice is heard.  Right?!

So here goes…  Guess what I did today?  Why, turn 3 months old, that’s what!

These past three months have been pretty spectacular.  I mean, what’s not to LOVE about having my own Personal Assistant to hold me, change me, feed me, cuddle with me…all at my beckon call?!  It’s pretty sweet.

And that’s not all!  I also have a Daddy who stays up late with me every night AND these two crazy siblings who entertain me all day long!  Those big kids are pretty hilarious.

(I’m thinking reeeeaaaalllllyyyy  hard about how funny they are in this photo…)

We play together (this is them “sharing” their toys with me)…

And they “help” me play dress-up…
(Check out my kitty cat ears!)

They are super fun.

But I gotta tell you, when my Big Sis and Bro aren’t home things can be downright BO-RING.

So it’s a good thing I always have my Mama around to cuddle with and talk to.
(Even when we’re outside and it’s way too bright and I’m squinting and I’m thinking about how much I’d really like to be wearing sunglasses because I’m pretty sure the sun is blinding me…  Just sayin’.)

Yeah, life’s pretty good as a 3-month old.  I wonder what’s gonna happen in month 4…?!