So... you remember that one time I bragged about how Peter would sleep 10 hours straight?  I really shouldn't have done that.  Now I'm dealing with a fussy 5 month old who only sleeps two hours at the most.  Needless to say, my brain is fuzzy, I'm slurring words, and our home looks like an apocalyptic ruin.   On the off chance I get that full two hours straight, my sleep deprived brain cooks up some particularly unnerving dreams. It's not like a sit around watching zombie/horror movies. Really, I don't.   I'm pretty sure my subconscious is just super morbid.

Anyways... Lesson learned.  touche karma, touche.  Any advice on babies would be oh so so appreciated.  you can only trust google answers for so long.  I'm not one to complain (or maybe I am?) I mean, I signed up for the whole shabang of the baby world.  the whole cryingsleepdeprivedlosingmymindsometimes baby world.  And it is worth it.  really, it is.  and to prove that this isn't a totally depressing post, I'll pop a little video at the end to show you how worth it it really is.

fun in the water

Bath time is pretty fun nowdays. 

Hey guys, it's Peter.  Mom says she's too busy to post, so I took the liberty.  Since I'm a baby (duh), I'll just do a pic montage of what I've been up to, K? 

                                              (just go with it) 

Apparently I weigh 17lbs now, but I still think I look a slim 9

after a long day of doing baby things, I like to kick back and relax.

And when i'm feeling extra sneaky, I take my pants off and make use of them elsewhere.

oh yeah, I'm three months old now and make mom and dad smile lots when I laugh, while doing my power kicks

I should probably mention that we've moved to Idaho.. But I'm just a baby and  that's boring.  Instead, I'll add another picture of me.

 i like hats. the end.