As I get a little older each month, I find myself to be quite the babe magnet. I don't want to sound cocky since I do come from a humble background and the parental unit likes to keep it real. But it's really hard for me not to go to a store and get some type of smile from the ladies. One time at Target, I had the cashier and a customer fighting over who I smiled at first. Crazy ain't it?! Mom said it must be the dimples and the way my eyes twinkle when I flash my smiley face. Everyone keeps on telling me I'm going to be a heartbreaker. I really don't want to develop that type of reputation. I would like to think of myself as a good guy like Pops.
This year has been going by like grease lightening. I already had my first haircut, celebrated my birthday, have 8 or 9 teeth going on, and very close to walking. I thought time would have slowed down by now so I can enjoy all these little moments and milestones. Time has gone by too quickly that Mom regrets not taking more pictures. She said that I have changed so much and don't really resemble much of a baby. I guess I'm a boy now. Although, I still have to get my potty book so I can pee like the big boys.
Anyhoo....I'll be posting pics and updating people profiles (especially since Mom isn't my number one and only source of food and Pops is with me all weekend).
