Friday, May 16, 2008

He is screaming while I write this

Yes, the zitty, screamy little beastie baby is a whole moth old today, and I am typing with one hand and bouncing him against my chest with the other. A few minutes ago, I ate an entire column of Golden Oreos with him on my lap, lying facedown while I patted his back and used him like he was an angry, squalling napkin.

As you can see, he was not so thrilled about the photo shoot:

He does actually like a bath, so he'll be getting them frequently. Maybe as soon as I hit "publish" because these screams are starting to get to me, man. And it's all about me-- not about, like, why the baby is crying right?

Here he is looking like a teeny Monty Burns

and also just like Ben


Anonymous said...

He really does look like his daddy, even more than Harry did at this age..he's getting awfully cute even if he is squally.

Becca said...

What a cutie. So sorry about all the screaming! Now I need some Oreos, thanks for mentioning that.

Anonymous said...

He's so BIG! Wow, and he does like a bath, doesn't he? How cute is that?

sarah said...

even screaming and looking angry, he gives me baby fever...

Anonymous said...

When I was a kid, I seriously heard my great-grandmother advise a new mom in the family to deal with screaming thus: "Stick you finger in a little whiskey and rub it on the baby's gums."

I sh*t you not. Another piece of the puzzle falls into place, yeah?

Hope this makes you laugh.