My mom is trying to cope with the fact that I’m 1 month old already today.
I already weigh a whole pound more than the day I was born.
Mom’s been wanting to get a sweet picture of my hands, but this is the best I’ve let her have.
As you can tell from the coming pictures, I do like my binkie (“the thing that makes me happy” according to my brother) and I got to meet more important people.
Mom, don’t blink or I’ll be two months old.