In my exersaucer/J'aime jouer

Heee!

I love getting adjusted/J'aime etre ajuste

Who me?/Moi?

Antie Lue/Tante Luene

You make me laugh/Tu es drole

Awwww...

Peek-a-boo I see you/Je te vois!

Cirque du Soleil here I come/Cirque du Soleil m'embauchera surement

My New Hat/Mon nouveau chapeau

I won daddy!!/J'ai gagne papa!!

Like Mother, Like daughter/Mere et fille

Beautiful Layla/Belle Layla

Mommy & Me/Maman et moin

I have stored all the nuts my cheeks could hold/Come un ecureuil, j'amasse mes noix pour l'hivers

I feel stronger....Je m'ameliore!

Tummy Time...Exercise sur le ventre

Don't even try to make me laugh....Non, je ne rirai pas

So Serious....Je suis si serieuse!!!

why the fuss?

I have no idea why I was upset in this pic. I think I was tired at the time..... I only get fussy when I'm tired and trying to get myself to sleep, or when Mom delays my feeding time by a few minutes. Otherwise, I'm pretty chill most of the time

you have HUGE fingers papa!

Daddy sometimes spends time lotioning my skin after my semi-weekly baths. He doesn't use regular baby lotion, but the olive oil they put on me soaks right up into my skin...ahhhhhhhh!

Remembering...my birthday

On Monday Nov 27th, 2006, I gave mom the signal that I wanted to come. Every 10 minutes, I felt my mommy's body prepare for my arrival. It did not hurt. It was just like being squeezed a little in her belly. Although I was ready to come out, I was in a bit of a bind as I got tangled in my umbilical cord. The cord was wrapped around by neck. So although mommy's body was preparing my arrival, things were progressing slowly to protect me. I felt really bad because I could tell this was hard on mommy who had chosen to have me at home with a midwife. Well over 33 hours after giving the signal that I wanted to come out mommy found the strength necessary to push me out through one of the most painful pain she has ever experienced. My journey down the canal was difficult and the cord just kept squeezing tighter and tighter around my neck. I was trying my best but could not get a breath for almost 10 minutes after coming out giving everyone and myself a pretty big scare. Daddy, upon being urged by the midwife, even called the paramedics who we had to turn away when they arrived as I started breathing fine. Here are some pictures of that day...

My first day at work...ah, all can wait!/Mon premier jour au travaille...pourquoi presser?

My first smile on camera/Mon premier sourire capter par camera

I was either dreaming in this pic... or I just released some gas. Either way, someting good was going on in me at the time

Hi Daddy/Salut Papa

This is a rare moment you'll catch me lying down in Mom's arms like this. I really preferred to be held upright so that I can look up and around, stare at ceilings, fans, ceiling panels. lights, and anything else big people don't normally see as fun and captivating

Pretty in pink/La vie en rose