Oscar's found his lips.

It's finally springtime in Pittsburgh.
The winter was mild up until shortly after Christmas, when the snow seemed like it would never stop. Then it was like living in Seattle, except without the beauty of the sound and mountains. In other words, mommy says: "Thank God It's Spring."

We hung out on the lawn a lot this week, and went for lots of walks. Mommy's been wearing me in her new carrier, figuring that the extra load will help her get rid of her extra load.

It's my 8 month birthday today.

Mommy just realized it when she looked at the date and she's shocked. I am almost as many months old as she was pregnant with me!

This week, I weighed 23.5 pounds, and I'm 29 inches tall. That's nearly two and a half feet tall.

This first year is going so quickly.

Well, it's about time my parents finally got off their butts and created the blog they've been talking about for seven months. You'll note that the last post was a month after I was born.

I'm clearly much older now.

You know, "blogging is easy" is what they say, but when it comes down to it, it takes time that takes away from, well... me.

Better late than never!

What better time than to start with my most recent (and very first) big vacation.

This picture is of me at my Grandma Jill and Papa Tom's. I was in Montana last week, and spent time at their ranch. They're going to buy me a pony to put this saddle on. I told Papa Tom that I'd like it to be striped, like the color of my shirt. He's going to see what he can do about that.