Poetic Justice?

The Giants beat the undefeated Pats and Hillary won in Massachusetts even though Barack was endorsed by all the big wigs over there. See the correlation? Ok, it's a stretch. Anyway, it's been an exciting week.

Yup, that's me with a beer in my hand. It's ok, I wasn't driving. Alright, I really didn't drink, besides my mom said that my first beer will be a real one, not a light beer.

Look-A-Like

I look so much like my tio Ricky in this picture. Maybe we'll scan his baby picture and add it to this post next month so you can see.

Saturday in My Room

About Me

I am 9 months old. I have four teeth! I really, really don't like to be alone, ever. I say Mama, Dada and caca. That's right, I pretty much call everything caca now. My favorite song is Happy Birthday, I clap every time I hear it. And I like to dance. My favorite commercial is the crazy, ghetto one for Optimum Online but for the most part I don't like TV. And of course like most other babies I love pulling books off the shelfs and dumping all diaper bag contents on the floor!

Sometimes you have to go backwards before you go, well, forward. Literally. I've been commando crawling for a month now. I keep going until I get stuck underneath the sofa (not so bad since I have toys there too) or I hit a wall.

Winter Blues

It's not bad enough to be bundled up, I have to be strapped in car seat too?! Can we please go back to Puerto Rico, for ever? I at least didn't mind the car seat so much there. I'll even ask in Spanish, porfavor? How about in Spanglish, porfa-please?