I’m five months old today. And for a five-month-birthday present, I got to hang out with my dad all day! My mom and Omi were gone all day – dad says they were running around like crazy women, all to get ready for some big hollow ween ball tonight. I don’t even know what a ween is.

I spent a lot of time playing with my favorite plastic crinkly teething book and I watched Baby Beethoven two times! I took two big long naps and got to look at the kitty and sat on daddy’s lap while he did his computer. And I made a big poop. Dad says after 12 months I don’t get a birthday every month anymore but I think that’s sad.

I know how to grab things now. Any time I sit on someone’s lap I grab anything I see on the table in front of me. I want to put it all in my mouth. It’s fun.