Kind of Exciting

The night before last we went to our friend's house. There, my buddy Elliot and I grabbed at each other's clothing, had a staring contest, watched puppies escape from their play area, one by one and cried when the other was upset. When we went home, I slept from midnight until almost 11am without waking for food or changing. Then yesterday, I took 2 1.5 hour naps, an hour nap and was out again last night by 10:30. I. Like. Sleep, among other things.

Mom and Dad laid me on a blanket outside, with nothing on. They decided I needed to "air out." ha. During that time, we all discovered that I sit up, by myself, really well. Aaaannnnndd, I still don't like "tummy time," but I'm getting better.  Grandpa and I have been practicing crawling, though I'm still not too sure how this thing with my arms works. Instead, I like to scoot around on my face, with my arms by my sides. 

Grandpa has been telling Mom and Grandma that while they were gone, I've been feeding myself the bottle.  Neither believed him. But, we now have video proof...

More to come later. Right now, I'm going to have a pity party because no one is paying attention to me...

Video Wednesday?

Here's one for you, while you're waiting for another post...I'm working on it, I promise. 

I Think I Like Swimming

We went swimming today in Grandma and Grandpa S.' pool.  The water was 85 degrees and though I'm used to a little closer to 98.6, it was quite nice.  Refreshing, actually.  At first, Mom had me stand on the stairs so that she could see how I'd  react to the water. Then, Dad decided to take me into the danger zone. I couldn't touch!

Piece of cake.

Everyone took turns floating me around in the yellow doughnut. It wasn't edible, but it did float AND keep me from sinking. (In the video below, you'll see that dad likes the doughnuts too -In more ways than one- HA) I think I like it!

Dad, Mom and me in the yellow doughnut.

Here's a link to view our experience!

Leland's First Swim!

Also, in the video above, you'll see that I'm wearing a green diaper.  It's not a swim diaper, rather a Rump*A*Rooz, with the soaker removed. With it's extra gussets, it worked PERFECTLY! And really, how effing cute am I?

*We have not, in any form, been paid for our product reviews or raves (though it would be cool). The above stated opinions are our own.

Like Videos of Babies Doing Things? We Have A YouTube Channel!

Well, because Uncle Eric and Lindsey, along with many many many other family members live so far away (tears) and are missing all of the fun, I decided to make my own YouTube Channel.  What's on there, you ask? Super sweet, totally way awesome stuff like: me snoring, talking to grandma, wiggling on my playmat and more!

Check it out!

Later dudes!

Parents, Take A Moment and Think...

There's a reason I'm a cloth diapered, breast fed, not vaccinated child. "From the moment [I was] born, over 200 CHEMICALS course[d] through [my] veins." I'm not alone.  My Mom's not crazy; she cares.  She cares about what I eat and drink and wear and do.  She cares about your kid too.  So when she offers a more holistic approach to our chemical-filled world, please, take just a moment and think...

More to come.

The Mini Shower

Well, I had my first ever "shit tsunami" today.  It was down to my ankles.  Mom cleaned me up and I was immediately put into the sink for a "shower."  Here's a video of me discovering the shower part is warm and kind of fun!

Also, what kind of posts are you looking for from me? Please add in the comments what you'd like to know, read, see, etc. Franks n beans!

My Very Own Dance Video

I'm very theatrical.  See below? I'm my very own Comedy/Tragedy.

Today is my 7 week-a-versary of the exile from the womb.  Because I made it to the outside, I dance for you.

I present to you...

My song and dance.

Uncle Eric & Lindsey are Crazy!

Uncle Eric (Mom's brother) and his beautiful girlfriend (whom I will someday steal and conquer as my own) FINALLY came all the way from Arizona to visit.  I mean, I'm 6 weeks old already.  What the hell?

Mom and Grandpa went to pick them up from the airport and decided to leave me home with Grandma.  We took care of each other:

(YES, this is boob milk...mom couldn't be 2 places at once. Don't go thinking I'm a formula drinker ::shudder:: I've never touched the stuff)

 As soon as Eric and The Lovely Lindsey hopped in the car, both exclaimed their disappointment regarding the lack of babyness in the car.  Oops! I was home, being all well-fed and snugly.

When the finally did arrive, both rushed over to see me.  The last time we saw each other looked like this:

First, Unc decided that I needed to be hoisted like Simba from The Lion King:

See the similarities?  Yeah I think the above picture should have gone a little more like this:

But I just didn't have it in me.

Anyway.  Lindsey anxiously awaited the hand-off from Mr. Stingy Pants Eric so that she could make faces at me in attempts to win a smile.

It worked momentarily, but it was late and I really just wanted to grunt, stretch, eat and go back to sleep.

So, we met again in the morning.

See how gorgeous she is?  Looks like I'm sleeping; but really, I'm taking a peak down her shirt.  Hey! It's what I do...I'm a boob man.  And see? No ring on her finger? Yeah Unc, I'm going to steal her.

Mom had decided that night that it was late, she didn't want to drive back home, she didn't feel well since she was passing those awesome kidney stones I had been hearing so much about, and she wanted to spend maximum time with Unc and My Lady Friend so we decided to spend the night.  

Also that morning, I hung out with Grandpa: 

Nice jammies.

Then we went to wake Eric.  We had some skin-time, but it was me who fell asleep.  I also managed to find my thumb for the first time:

(to see how Mom got rid of my horrible baby acne, click HERE)

Check out my killer biceps.

After that, we went downstairs for a diaper change, where I proceeded to assstound and assstonish with my "Big Noises From Little Butt Cheeks" routine.  Seriously, I'm amazing.  (It even says so in the 'Labels' at the bottom of this post. [ok fine, it says "I'm Awesome" but really, same thing.])

Later that weekend, we went home to get things ready to go to my other Aunt and Uncle's house for Easter.  Dad discovered there was something wrong with our dog, Brutus:

(handsome doggy)

So Mom called the Emergency Vet, because after all, it was Easter and the regular vet wasn't open.  They confirmed what she suspected, that Bloat.  Because of his age and the fact that it is incurable, Mom and Dad thought certain that they were taking him to put him down. :(  I got to go hang out with Uncle Eric and my girlfriend Lady Lindsey while they handled business. [luckily, it wasn't the bloat, but degenerative disk disease,  causing the poor bastard pain when he bent to try to poo, thus not poo-ing for a few days, resulting in poo back up and protrusion of his left rib cage.]  Mom says it was one hell of a vet bill to find out your dog has a bad back and can't poo.

So there ya have it. I love Uncle Eric and Lindsey and I'm sad they don't live closer.  We have however, decided to shoot periodical videos (that's right, I've now added "Movie Star" to my repertoire) and link them to our YouTube channel so they can see all of the super fantastical things I can do.  You're welcome to check them out as well. 

(I hope I'm as good looking as this guy when I get to be old like him)