Being the Trusty Sidekick

So I have tried to be nice and just sit back while "we" are supposedly keeping you all updated. But I don't know if any of you have realized this, but the "we" is 98% Michelle and here opinion on things. Yes, I realize that I am the the Sidekick. And that the Super Hero gets all the glory and praise. That is fine, but I do think that there might be a grandparent or two out there that might be somewhat curious as to what I am doing. No offense Michelle, but I am going to post about myself this time. (Disclaimer: I will not be posting any stats that tell what percentile I am in for Height, Weight, and Head Circumference. I must be taking after Mommy's sad genetic profile-enough said.)

I have been sitting up all by myself since about the beginning of April, and rolling all over the world since about the beginning of June. Then last week I starting CRAWLING! FREEDOM!!!

The not so pleasant part of last few weeks though is teething, ouchy. The first two popped up out of nowhere. But now, there are four little teeth that are coming in with a vengeance. I am too cute and innocent to have to experience such pain, sigh. But Daddy has been promising steak for my First Birthday. Meat, yummy.

Grandpa came to visit recently to pick up Tino's dead automobile (another very long story) and he went over some of the basic "man" skills I will need someday. Mommy only got a picture of the installation of the DVD player, manly . . . but not the best part. We worked on cars. And got grease on our hands. Nothing says MAN like laying under a car with some tool in your hand. (manly grunt)

Well, that is it for now. Just remember, I am might be the super handsome Sidekick, but I have lots of stories to tell too.