How You Doin'?

I've been told I have no chance with the tough guy image. I'm back to living off of my cuteness.

So, how you doin'?

(For the baby book - T started smiling at the beginning of September, but unlike E, who would smile more if you smiled at him, T will smile back at you, but more often smiles spontaneously, like he's got some sort of private joke going on.)

How many licks?

People, can you believe this preppy outfit Mom put me in? Seriously.
Oh well.. what to do now?

Hmmm, that sucker that brother has is pretty appealing. Hey, E, can I get a lick?
Puh-lease?

What? Just a hug? 

Drat, my cuteness is foiled again. I must toughen up my image.

People, send treats. And motorcycle leather.

Saturday Morning

Can you people come up with a better way to wake up on a Saturday morning?

Yeah, me either.

(Ray would probably argue that it would help if the blond one would learn to make coffee, though.)