Hello Spring! Hello Passover!!!!

Hello Friends!  It has come to my attention that my Mom has been a delinquent blogger.  So we are going to need to do some catching up....

I have been spending a lot of time in the bumbo, learning to sit and learning to eat.

As you can tell from my bib, I am still VERY handsome.

I have gotten a little messy in my old age of 8 months; this means I have to wear full coverage bibs...

I am so big now that I started wearing my cousin Jonahs 6-9 month clothing!

Life is just grand!

I still like to relax at Target after Mommy picks me up from work...

I am beginning to appreciate apple-pear-grape puree.  It suits me, doesn't it?

I have just mastered the art of sitting without the bumbo...

I love me a good tam tam...



My first Passover seder!!!



The day after the second Passover seder; I'm still a little tired from all the excitement...

Mango Madness! And other mealtime stories...

Mommy and Daddy have been focusing on getting me to try to new things, so that I will grow big and strong.

Earlier this week, we went to Target so Mommy could buy me "new and exciting" food.  I tried to tell her to "STOP! I don't like food!" but she wouldn't listen...

We started with string cheese.  I actually kind of like string cheese...

Here is the string cheese after 20 minutes of me...

But then came the mango...

I don't really like mango...

And then it got worse.  Prunes...  Need I say more???

I still clean up okay though...

Honestly?  I'm too cool for string cheese, mango and prune...

Each Day is Better than the Last!

This exersaucer is AWESOME.  So many toys, so little time...

I like to sit at the kitchen table in the morning.  I face the window and there are some truly fascinating things going on outside!

Sometimes I like to lounge at the table and make idle conversation with Mom and Dad..

I am VERY endearing in the monring.

Mommy bought me a shopping cart cover so I can go shopping with her after work.  There is a squeaky starfish hanging from the top!

This jumperoo is amazing too!  Everytime I jump it plays a song!

Life is just so great when you are 7 months old...

Glory Halleluja!

Sometimes it seems that Shane is secretely working at a tent revival...

Other times, he is just our little boy...

Tickle Me Shane

What's In A Name?

When I was born, Daddy called me his little mogwai, probably because I squeaked like Gizmo, you know, that cute little lovable fluffy creature from Gremlins.

Gizmo

Now that I'm growing up, Mommy and Daddy use different variations, such as Mugzy, Mugzy Magoo, and Mr. Mugz (and sometiems Mugzilla when I'm playing so hard I accidentally knock something over).  It's okay, I don't take offense.  I can't help it if Mommy and Daddy put things close to where I'm playing.

Now, the girls at day care have a totally different name for me.

What's going on, ladies?

To them, I am simply...

Da Mugz

And You Thought You Knew Me...