Since I'm officially four weeks old today, my Mom is letting me take over her blog for a few minutes so we can have a quick conversation, seeing as that's my favorite thing to do right now with the people who love me.
For example, here's my Dad and me talking. We hold in-depth discussions every night.
He tells me what's on his mind and gives me the latest info on the Presidential elections.
Of course, I have no idea what he's saying.
But that's OK. Because he's handsome, in a Dad sort of way. So just looking at him is fine with me.
If I'm looking for something a little lighter, I turn to my big sister Natalie. She's great at dishing some girl talk.
I really like her, and she talks to me in such a sweet voice. But she holds me so close, it makes my eyes do funny things.
I also feel an uncontrollable urge to talk with my hands when I'm around Natalie. My Dad says all the females in my family do that.
Here's me partaking in some grandparent conversation, when my Grammie and Papa were here a few weeks ago.
They were fascinated by everything I said, even if I was filling my diaper during our discussion.
My Papa is a pastor, so I thought I should show him how I can give God some praise.
They told me lots of stories about my Mommy. Frankly, those gave me pause. Things that make you go "hmmmm."
Wow. All that talk is tiring. (Yawn!)
Good thing I have this lady to fall asleep on. We talk sometimes too, but really, she makes a better pillow than a conversationalist. She's not a bad cook either.
See you after my nap! Maybe....
