Here we are at the coffeeshop, so if ya want a picture, you get a picture! Here's the little man himself, displaying not only his incredible fashion sense, but also his amazing muscles:
Quite the little head-turner, eh? Not bad for someone who didn't have eyebrows until a week ago...
Junior made it through his first round of immunizations yesterday, which is a really lousy way to spend your two-month birthday, in my opinion. After getting poked in the legs, he did not cry. Rather, he yelled at the offending nurses.
He also had another first yesterday. Flavor!
The baby acetominoprophentol or whatever it is in a cherry suspension. Junior reluctantly opened his mouth for what he thought was a round of his yucky gas drops, only to be rewarded with SWEET! The conversation ran as follows:
"Okay, honey. Open up, these are good for you."
"Eh. Slurp. Mmm! Slurp. Mmm! Slurp. Mmm!"
Unfortunately, the yummy sweet stuff was followed by a boring old binky. This was met with a disapproving "Bleagh!" and a hearty "Ptui!", which tossed the binky to the floor. Now the poor binky gets the fisheye before it's accepted.
Maybe they should have put the medicine in a green bean suspension...?