Brain Damage

I was in a cranky mood the other night. Daddy will try just about anything to cheer me up...including throwing balls at my head. As you can see, I thought this was hilarious.

L.A. or Bust

Sorry to all my faithful readers for not blogging recently. I've been pooped after getting back from a long weekend in California for Aunt Rachel and Uncle Andy's wedding. We had a blast. I got to sleep in a room with mommy and daddy, which was convenient. If I wanted anything in the middle of the night, all I had to do was scream and they were right there.

Mommy took really great care of me while daddy was busy with wedding stuff.

I got to hang out a lot with Uncle Steve. Here we are at the pool. I drooled all over him and he didn't ever care. Just two pimps in a pod.

Aunt Lindsay is very sweet to me. I was really tired at the pool, so she let me take a nap on her.

Aunt Rachel looked beautiful all weekend long. I can see why Uncle Andy wanted to marry her.

Good Old Uncle Asdo was always there to make me laugh throughout the weekend. But I got everyone laughing when I spit up all over his suit. He'll learn not to airplane me right after I've had dinner.

One more of Aunt Lindsay and I at the reception. We partied hard, but then I had to go to bed before things got too crazy.

Finally, here is a video of mommy and daddy putting my feet into the Pacific Ocean, just like they did in the Gulf of Mexico three months ago. The Pacific Ocean was a lot colder!!!

Footloose

Now that I have figured out how to make noises with my mouth, I barely ever stop. I even make noises when I'm eating and sleeping, or so I'm told.

When daddy took me to the doctor's office last week, I overheard her say that I will soon start to play with my feet and use them more. So, right on cue, I started playing with my feet the other day. And once again, there was daddy with his video camera.

Throwback Outfits

Gramee (that is what I call daddy's mommy) saved a few of daddy's outfits from when he was my age so that I could wear them someday. Well, that day has come. Mommy and Daddy put me in these two outfits the other day. I must say that I am looking pretty darn handsome. Watch out ladies....

Sporting the sweatsuit outfit.

Mommy let my belly air out for a little while.
With Grandpa Al's old football ---- more vintage!
Daddy's old jammies.
Check out that pimpin' nightcap.

Daddy Shenanigans

Daddy loves to try to make me laugh. He'll say really weird things and throw me up in the air. I usually just laugh for a few seconds in hopes that he will eventually stop with the shenanigans. Here is a video of what I'm talking about. The picture quality is lacking, but at least you can hear me :) P.S. - GOOOOO GATORS & GOOOOO RED RAIDERS!!!!

Best Buddies Video

Dad just showed me how to upload some action-packed video. Here is Truett and I hanging out.

Cole's First Post

Now that I am 3 1/2 months old, Mom and Dad have given me the priviledge of posting to my own blog. However, I have been told that this priviledge can and will be taken away if I post anything obscene or foul.

Mom and Dad took me to the mountains this weekend to hang out with my homie, Truett. I did pretty good on the car ride there and back, and I tried to comfort Mom as she got a little car sick. Truett and I spend most of the weekend sleeping, eating, and playing on the ground.

Truett can hold his head up pretty good, so he also gets to play in his saucer. Dad says that I get to play in my saucer as soon as I can hold my head up. Guess I need to get some more tummy time into my daily routine.
Like I said, I did a lot of sleeping.
Even on top of the mountain, I found some time to catch a few Zzzz's.
Daddy held me in my Baby Bjorn so I didn't fall off the chair lift.
Here is Truett and I playing nicely.
He was trying to teach me how to roll over since I'm still not very good at it.

I am all about hands-on learning, but I told Truett that this might be a little too hands on for me.

He didn't appreciate my comment, and proceeded to poke me in the eye. After laughing about something, Mommy came to my rescue.

Even though Truett tried to gouge my eye out, we are still good buddies and I can't wait to get to hang out with him again!