Look into my eyes!

You are getting very sleepy! Very, very, sleepy. No? Hmm. Me neither. Let's stay up and read books.

Pooh picked Curious George (again). Hope that's cool with you guys.

I'm back on the horse!

Last week was rough on all of us. Just ask Milk Lady's Husband, as I may have barfed all over his pillow. (Accident! My bad!) I have fully recovered.

There are not a ton of photos of me this past week, since I really wasn't looking my best. The camera is back out, and we'll return to our regularly scheduled blogging.

Welcome, Malte!

I want to give a shout out to my new cousin, Malte, who lives in Sweden. I hope someone takes me to visit him someday. Hint, hint: I would like to visit Sweden. Is anyone listening to me?!?

Anyway, contrary to what some people may think, I do like to take a bath once in a while. And I think I'm quite good at it, if you ask me.

I have mad skills, actually. Check out how I eat my ducky.

Another week, another concert at the beach. This time I got to hang out with my pal Zoe, who has grown so much since the last time we hung out together. It's really been a treat to see her grow up and become her own person.

Past My Bedtime

So, I had some friends over for dinner and drinks the other night.

This is my pal Laura. We partied pretty hard.

Remind me of this next time I decide to stay up until 9 p.m.

Oh, Britney ...

I asked politely if I could get a photo with Britney Spears this afternoon at Peet's Coffee on Montana, but her goon squad said no. I feel sorry for her; she seemed pretty vacant and couldn't even acknowledge me. Who turns down a baby?!? Britney Spears, that's who!

Thanks to Britney's cone of silence, all I have for you guys today is another photo of me -- sleeping no less. Sorry. I'll try to do better.

A Little Night Music

I spent the evening at a beach concert with two of my favorite mentors, Billie and Teddie.

They took turns holding me. I look a little stunned, but they look great, don't you think?

I know it doesn't look like it, but I totally rocked out. Trust me on this. Anyway, Billie held me every chance she got, and I didn't mind at all.

Fan for Life!

So, a shout out to my bud Etchu for this awesome Lakers jersey! You gotta respect any team that beats the Celtics in seven.

It must be some kind of magic shirt, because right after I put it on I started crawling for the very first time.

Don't tell Milk Lady's Husband that I've been wearing it, though.

Uh-oh, I think he knows!