Shut the.......front door! I'm four!

I'm four, I'm four, never a bore, cute to the core, my BM's have become the stuff of lore and, thanks to a hearty set of lungs, absolutely impossible to ignore!

Aunt Jen gave me an awesome St. Pat's Day shirt! We had a blast and I introduced her to a variety of unique sounds and SMELLS!

BUMMER! My Arizona Wildcats chunked it in the first round to Purdue. But at least I was looking good for the game. It was also the first time Dad has cried louder than me!

It's late morn', time to stylishly adorn, plop my booty in the Baby Bjorn, and take a few laps around the horn.

You can clearly see I'm as happy as can be with my Mom holding me while the sun goes down and my four month anniversary fades into history.

P.S. It's still ALL ABOUT ME! E