Your first Rocking, uh, Lamb. Yes, that's right, a rocking lamb. No one else has one. From Auntie Johanna and Uncle Ranah, but more from Auntie Johanna, as you smile too much at Uncle Ranah for Pops' taste. I have clear visions of you ramming this into my leg when you realize that your legs are attached to your body. Crazy cute, little man. Posted by Pops.
was yesterday. Mamacita had you in a sporty outfit and we took the usual pictures. Pops got back late last night and kissed your head, and noted how you have grown. The larger issue is that you spend more time smiling at Uncle Ranah, who is visiting, than at your father, who has been an absentee for a week, so no more travel for Pops. And Uncle Ranah had to go. Posted by Pops.