Saturday, March 22, 2008

March 2008





Dad says March was a blur. One month old and pretty much more of the same. My cheeks got fuller. I became a lot more alert. People often commented on my alertness. I basically just ate, slept, fussed, ate, slept, fussed and pooped. My Aunt and Uncle Anna and Ladd came to visit me all the way from Portland, OR.