Week 3

June 12, 2002

Finally, my own pad. My parents waited almost a whole month to buy me a crib, but yesterday they finally broke down and did it. It's Italian, like the sports car I'm going to buy for my 16th birthday. (Pssst! Don't tell the old man ... he still drives a Honda.) Guess Mommy and Daddy felt bad about that doctor's visit. Oh well, at least they didn't wait this long to name me.

June 11, 2002

Ouch! Went to see Dr. B in Miami today for a certain surgical procedure. I am not happy. Not happy at all. In retribution, I will keep Mommy and Daddy up all night. Hey, they must be taught. They are new at this parenting thing.

June 10, 2002

The island life. Finally had something of a breakthrough today with my parents. At last we have an understanding. Baby's responsibility: to recline in his hamper and enjoy the good life. Parent's responsibility: to do the baby's bidding. Questions?

June 9, 2002

Where am I? My neighbors, who are from up north, have a big sign in their front yard that points to their favorite places. Mommy took me to see it today. Just one problem - it doesn't tell me where I am. Oh well. I think I'll just take another nap.

June 8, 2002

Napping with my bear. Notice a trend, folks? Yes, I sleep a lot. It happens. I'm an infant. This is one of my favorite cuddle companions (other than Mommy). We call him Mr. Fluffy Bear. One day I'm going to be as big as he is!

June 7, 2002

Not another photo! Today was a day like any other - I slept. Why can't Daddy understand that? Not only did he dress me today (notice the oversize shirt) but then he also wanted to get his picture taken with me while I snoozed. What am I, a celebrity?

June 6, 2002

Hey, Dr. B - remember me? I drove all the way up to Miami with Mommy to visit Dr. Battle, the obstetrician who delivered me. Look, I really wanted to smile for this picture, but I was scheduled for a certain surgical procedure. It didn't happen because Dr. B had to rush to the hospital to deliver another baby. Whew.

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		Week 3 June 12, 2002 Finally, my own pad. My parents waited almost a whole month to buy me a crib, but yesterday they finally broke down and did it. It's Italian, like the sports car I'm going to buy for my 16th birthday. (Pssst! Don't tell the old man ... he still drives a Honda.) Guess Mommy and Daddy felt bad about that doctor's visit. Oh well, at least they didn't wait this long to name me. June 11, 2002 Ouch! Went to see Dr. B in Miami today for a certain surgical procedure. I am not happy. Not happy at all. In retribution, I will keep Mommy and Daddy up all night. Hey, they must be taught. They are new at this parenting thing. June 10, 2002 The island life. Finally had something of a breakthrough today with my parents. At last we have an understanding. Baby's responsibility: to recline in his hamper and enjoy the good life. Parent's responsibility: to do the baby's bidding. Questions? June 9, 2002 Where am I? My neighbors, who are from up north, have a big sign in their front yard that points to their favorite places. Mommy took me to see it today. Just one problem - it doesn't tell me where I am. Oh well. I think I'll just take another nap. June 8, 2002 Napping with my bear. Notice a trend, folks? Yes, I sleep a lot. It happens. I'm an infant. This is one of my favorite cuddle companions (other than Mommy). We call him Mr. Fluffy Bear. One day I'm going to be as big as he is! June 7, 2002 *Not another* photo! Today was a day like any other - I slept. Why can't Daddy understand that? Not only did he dress me today (notice the oversize shirt) but then he also wanted to get his picture taken with me while I snoozed. What am I, a celebrity? June 6, 2002 Hey, Dr. B - remember me?** I drove all the way up to Miami with Mommy to visit Dr. Battle, the obstetrician who delivered me. Look, I really wanted to smile for this picture, but I was scheduled for a certain surgical procedure. It didn't happen because Dr. B had to rush to the hospital to deliver another baby. Whew. <<-- Next Week. -->> Last Week. • Most Recent Week.