Mabel's 6-Month Alert!!

So the other morning we were hanging out in Mom & Dad's bedroom playing with some toys. (P.S. Yes, I'm in my soccer uniform again, okay? Just deal with it. I wear it 3-4 times a week and it's so huge on me I'm pretty sure I'll still be able to wear it 3-4 times a week when I'm 13).

And then we remembered we needed to take Mabel's 6-month birthday photo with Charlie. First, a picture of her 3-month photo so you can see how big she's gotten (and how her hair style has dramatically improved).

And now her 6-month. I mean, is this a happy kid, or what?

You? Yes, you, Mabel.

Then, for old time's sake, Chuck and I hit the chair. But wait, quick flashback to me at 6-months:

Okay, back to present day.

And goodnight

One Month Mabel

Yep, you guessed, it's time to break out Charlie the Bear and get those monthly photos going. Mabel turned one month the other day and we got so pumped we plopped her in the rocker and busted out the camera.

And as you can see, Mabel is quite stoked herself.

Um, Mabel? Mae? We're over this way.

Okay, great (well, good, but whatever) it's nice to have you back. Try to stay with us.

Um, outstanding job, you look really excited, let's do it again sometime.

Oh, and just the other day I made up this new word, it's called a "flashback." Check it out - this is yours truly with the old Chuckster exactly 24 months ago.

Oh, and one more funny thing. Everywhere we go when people see Mabel they say something like, "Oh gosh, look at her hair, it looks just like her dad's." and then they laugh. Dad laughs, too, but I'm pretty sure he's not laughing on the inside.

She might have one-upped me with the highlights, but let's be serious here folks, Mabel's 'do just has no idea where to go next.

Eleven Months

So here we are, one month short of my 1-year-old birthday and we've got some pictures for you of me with Charlie. So without further ado.

Hey Birthday Cake... I'm comin for ya!

Four Freaking Months

So today is my fourth month birthday and, again, not one card; what is it with you guys?

Anyway, dad took pictures of my three month birthday photo with Charlie the Bear but somehow he lost them, so without further ado - here is my four-month birthday photo with Charlie the Bear, and below are my one and two month photos.

Just a side note: During the photo shoot I was hungry, and Charlie started looking like a chocolate cake, so I tried to eat him. It didn't really work and I ended up falling all over the place, but at least we got the photo shoot in. Now I know what you're thinking - "But Finley, you don't even know what chocolate cake tastes like." Au contraire, my friends, mom loves chocolate cake so much she has given me every little detail about how it tastes, so I, in fact, do know what it tastes like, and that's why I tried to eat good ol' Charlie.

As you'll see, at the end of the photo shoot I needed to take a rest so I just laid down on Charlie's lap. He's a forgiving old bear, and didn't hold a grudge.

First, my one-month photo (I kind of look drunk in this picture...)


Then, my two-month photo (I kind of look like Clint Eastwood in this photo)


And, drumroll please, here is my four-month birthday photo


And here's where I mistake Charlie for a chocolate cake and go for the jugular



And here is Charlie and me relaxing after a long, stressful photo shoot

Finley and Uncle Sam Want You!

Okay, so I turned two months old on April 10 (again, no cards or well wishes from anyone... shame on you) so we pulled out old Charlie the Bear and took photos of me next to him. And at the bottom are some photos of me on my one-month birthday next to Charlie so ya'all can see how I've grown.

Sorry this is so short, but I'm off to the bath because I have dried spit up in the creases of my neck that don't smell very good. We'll talk soon.