The PeneloPEChronicles

So yeah, two weeks in the books, and I woke up in a great mood this morning.....but then I found out about the present I was getting for a clean bill of health and being so cute. Clothes that fit? Nope. Cloth diapers? Nope. Return to the womb? Nope. Dig this crock of crap: for my two week birthday celebration, Daddy informs me I'll be getting a bath. Considering my disdain for baths, you'd think I was guilty of pooping/peeing on Daddy a few times. Nope - he's gotten off easy so far. Might have to change if he doesn't start showing me a little respect.

So the plan is to lay some straight up cuteness on him....I hope this works - for my sake and his.

Take a look at this photo if you will: it's a picture of Daddy holding me, and I couldn't be more content napping in his arms. Daddy and I had a pretty cool thing going...."HAD" being the operative term.

You see, Daddy and I haven't been on the best of terms since he gave me my first bath in what I hear is referred to as a "bathtub." In said "bathtub" I had my diaper removed and was tortured by way of soap and water for what seemed like 4 days. I let Daddy and neighbors as far as 4 blocks away know exactly how I felt about all of this.

You'd think it'd end there, no? Yeah, me too. Unfortunately, Daddy had one more indignity up his sleeve to treat me to - a nice rub down on my freezing cold body which was in desperate need of clothing. Christ Almighty.

I'm working hard on effective communication skills and all, but apparently I missed the lesson explaining that screaming bloody murder at the top of my lungs meant give me another bath the day after the next. As you can see , I'm none too pleased with the situation. I'm gonna stick close to mommy for a few days while Daddy gets his act together. I hope he gets stuck in traffic on the way home tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that. Infinity.

I hope you're sitting down, cause I have big news of sorts. It's kind of a big deal. I learned a new word today: "thumb"

For you non-scholars out there, "thumb" is this thing on the end of my hand right next to my windex finger, or whatever the skinny member next to it is called. And guess what - I have two of these things!

My sources inform me that thumbs are pretty common. Be that as it may, I'm quite certain that there aren't any out there that taste as delightful as mine!

This concludes your lesson for today. This lesson was brought to you by my dirty diaper - which I'm off to have replaced right now....

This was an Easter for the books, let me tell ya. It should be noted that it was my first Easter, so I'm not sure if the previous statement means much.

I met my Uncle Amol for the first time!!

I had some fun with Aunt Becca!!

I kicked it with Aunt Emmy too!

Grammy, Pop Pop, and my cool cousins Akash and Adiya partied with me all weekend!!

Oh, and speaking of Adiya, I think I have a new best friend!!

Check it out - I found an egg on the Easter Egg Hunt!! I love Easter!!!

Alright, so I fibbed a little. Mommy and Daddy actually helped me find my egg. And by helped, I mean spotted, grabbed, and bagged the egg for me. But you just wait - next Easter, I'm gonna be walking, grabbing, and finding my own eggs! Happy Easter to All!!!!

So yeah, I've been out of the womb on this big blue marble for a little over a week now. Eh. I'm over the novelty. Strikes and gutters I guess. I'll take the good with the bad though as long as someone holds my hand as I sort through all of the weird things I've been learning.

I was pretty cool being naked 24/7 for the first 9 - 10 months of my existence. That said, the first thing I learned is that it's cold out here. Is the whole world as cold as this Melrose, MA place or whatever its called?

Speaking of cold, can we talk water for a minute? I'm not sure if I like being wet on the outside yet. This bath time thing is in need of some changes. Is there a way to do a bath without water?

I might need to start working out. I'm not that strong. I can only hold my head up for two seconds without help, and it's an all out disaster when I'm placed on my stomach.

The silver lining in all of this crap I'm figuring out is that I get to sleep all the time in my pajamas. This puts me in a favorable position to get this life thing straightened out. On that note, I'm signing off. It's bedtime.....again.

Chill Time on the couch with Mommy and Daddy

A snuggle with mommy...

...alright, I'm small, I get it. No, really, I GET IT. I'm eating all day, getting my vitamins and plenty of sleep, what do you want from me??

My "isn't this quite the extraordinary dream I'm having" face

My "I think this outfit is still too big for me" face

My "What was that sound?" paranoid face

"Mommy, I'm too tired for breakfast."

Hail to the Redskins

I'm gonna need HGH to fit into my car seat without 16 blankets!

Reluctantly, I had to let Daddy prep me for a bath

....and yes, it was as cold as the Dickens!