I'm growing.

Hi. Yes I'm speaking to you. I know I might blog as much as I should, probably because I'm quite busy growing and stuff and stuff.

For the record, as of June 23rd, I weigh: 13lbs 7oz and am 25.5 inches tall. What does that tell you? I'm tall and skinny. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I am already taller than my dad, but a lot lighter, because well, he's faaaat. (I decided not to use "ph" for fat, because that would be lame)

Anyhow, here a couple of pictures for you to stare at:


That's me on the beach. I would have gotten a tan, but Mom decided to bathe me in sunscreen. Literally. She dumped 5 gallons of sunscreen into a bucket, and dunked me. It was gross. Okay, maybe i'm being hyperbolic.



This is me relaxing enjoying my free time, while my big bro, Luca, works hard.



Me and my new pal Baz, who has the same fear of Luca as I do. Wow. I'm making Luca sound like a bully. I don't mean to, it's just that his enthusiasm sometimes hurts.

that's all for now.