By November I was getting pretty old. I could walk around the house with just a little help. I was saying a coupld words, like da-da and kitty. Teeth were coming pretty fast, so I didn' always sleep through the night.
Here is one of the hats that Mom and Dad finally settled on. This one keeps me pretty warm and is so cute.
Mom can hardly stand how cute I am in this hat. When we go in a store she doesn't even want to take it off.
Dad' friend John Svinicki came over one night to see us. John came the first night in the hospital, too. John likes kids. He had two of his own, Chris and Nancy.
Sometimes when I get my 'jammies on, Mom and Dad like to just sit and look at how cute I am. Of course it doesn't hurt that I know just how to smile.
This picture was taken on Mom's birthday. This is the book that Dad and I bought for Mom's birthday. Dad says I can't say how old Mom is and someday I'll understand why.