four hours?

what do you mean, you want me to wait four hours before i have some more milk? that's not fair. mom doesn't have to wait four hours for a cup of tea!

other than that, and the fact i'm being forced to sleep at regular intervals for extended periods of time, everything's good in my world. i'm not all that good at taking naps, although joel tries to help by putting my tiger on my head and saying "shush baby, go to sleep".
i've moved to a bigger bed and need bigger diapers, which may be because i now weigh 14lbs 5oz (6.5 kgs) and i'm 66cm tall. i can hold my head up well enough to play in the exersaucer, and when i'm under my gym i can simultaneously grab a duck with my hand and kick the cow with my foot. good, eh?