So, I’m cute. What of it?
Guest Post by Evan.
Today I got to go with my mommy and grandma to a baby shower. I didn’t know what a baby shower was but thought maybe it might be like when I get my hair washed. I wasn’t so sure I was down with that. My hair looks pretty cool, don’t you think? One person called it a Maddox hairdo. I didn’t think that was so funny. I think my hair is far cuter and balances out my chubby cheeks nicely.
Instead they were opening all these bags and boxes of very cute clothes that looked like they were just my size. Handsome looking clothes. I thought they were for me because, you know, today was my five month birthday! But they said they were for a little boy named Oliver who is still in his mommy’s tummy. At least, they should have tried them on me and I could have been their model.
As it was, I got to be held and cuddled by lots of really nice ladies. My smile seems to have a really interesting effect on them. They start talking all funny to me and I can’t understand a word they say.
My grandma stayed really close to me and my mommy, and I liked that. My grandma really loves me and I smile often and make her happy. She gives me big kisses and leaves lipstick on my cheek. I hope she realizes that she does that before some girlfriend of mine gets jealous and asks me whose lipstick it is.
Most of the time I sat on my mom’s lap and sucked my thumb. I don’t get what the hoopla is over me sucking my thumb. Everyone was giving my mom all this advice to make me try to suck on a pacifier (www!) or scaring her that I’d have dental problems. Whatever. I’m only five months old. Bug me about it if I’m still sucking my thumb at five years.
It was a good day. I can’t wait to meet Oliver.