Amber Post: An Update from "The Littlest One"

That's what Mommy says: "You're the littlest one we have!" That may be true, but I'm working on also being the most demanding one. Ha ha.

I'm in for some fierce competition on that front, though, from this one. Mommy says she is my Big Sister. She is very sweet to me and likes to touch my feet and give me hugs... but she's a little unrealistic in her expectations regarding my ability to play with her at my young age.

I'm working on it, though. Daddy and I do a lot of exercises together and he and Mommy are both helping me to get in my tummy time...

...I don't always like it.

I'm also trying to figure out what toys are. The other day, I kept reaching out and grabbing this, but Mommy had to remind herself that my flailing little hands grab all kinds of things if they are close enough.

Whoops. I'm starting to fuss again. My typist needs to pick me up. And I mean NOW. Later.