Happy Birthday Mommy!

In case it wasn't obvious enough, my mom is pretty awesome. I feel very lucky to have her and she takes such good care of me. She slaves away at the pump making me delicious homemade milk, she changes my diapers even though I use her as target practice, and she still stays up with me even when I refuse to go to sleep. Oh, and she's beautiful and gave me good genes (to offset the crummy ones Dad gave me.) I love you mom! Thanks for being born and for birthing me. You are the bestest! Happy birthday!!!

My mom's headshot from back when she was famous (meaning famous for more than just being the worlds greatest mom).

Sleepytime with mommy. (Even her armpits smell good).

Mommy bought me my new monkey friend. She always takes good pictures of me.

Mommy lets me hang out with her best friend AG. We're tight.

I love you Mommy! Happy 21st birthday!!!

Beantown or Bust!!

I know, I know, it's been forever since I last blogged. Cut me some slack though, I was on vacation! My first vacation ever! I took a little trip to see my cousins up in Boston and needless to say it was wicked awesome. Rather than tell you about it, I'll show you in pictures.

Here's me on my first ever flight at 10 weeks old. I didn't even cry once (crying is for 9 week olds).

Chillin' with my cuz Hannah. We went to see her get baptized.

Cousin Gracie givin' me grub. She was so excited not to be the youngest kid anymore.

Cuddling with Cuz Maddie aka Mommy look-a-like.

More grub time.

Uncle Aaron teaching me proper bicep curl technique.

Grandpa Clif and Uncle Aaron copied my outfit. All the ladies want to be with me and all the fellas want to be like me. I'm pretty much a sartorial savant.

This was the most comfortable position ever.

Binky time with Maddog.

Uncle Chris and boring ol' Dad.

Grace Face and Raffie.

The dudes showing off their mad ballaholic skillz.

The cousins with Grandma Carol aka The Nap Machine.

Ladies Love Cool Liam.

Uncle Goofy, I mean Uncle Greg.

Hooray for Hannah's baptism!

The whole crew.

Siblings reunited.

Chillaxin' with Pops.

Auntie Liz posing with a corn stalk. Why? Not exactly sure. But it's wicked awesome.

Skipping school to go apple picking.

Mommy claims this was the only good picture of her. Whatevs Eve.

And these ladies think I'M immature.

Maddie pretending to be Mommy. Spot on impression.

Mommy and Aunt Liz taught Hannah the age old tradition of stuffing your bra. It's called false advertising ladies. Knock it off.

This is a random hottie (Tina) who wanted to make out with me. How could I say no?

Flying home with Mommy after an amazing vacation. Thanks to all the Edwards clan for making it so great! Love you guys!

Dance Dance Revolution

"Woah Liam these are some killer plush toys. I'm totally jealous."
"I know dude, my grandparents totally hooked me up."

"Hey Cohen, you see Hazel over there sleeping? Word on the street is that she's totally crushin' on you dawg. Seriously you should ask her out."

"What?! Who told you that?"

"I heard the mommy's talkin' about it. Dude, you are so money and you don't even know it! She's been drooling about you for days!"

"I dunno man. I think I'm a little young for a serious relationship."

"C'mon dawg! I'm not saying you need to propose or anything. Look maybe it turns out to be just a one nap stand. No matter what you're breakin' her heart if you don't at least say something to her. You should ask her to dance. Chicks dig that crap."

"I'm not much of a dancer."

"That's ok, none of us are. We don't have any fine motor skills yet! Look she's waking up. Check it out, I'm totally gonna hook you up. Trust me."

"Wait! What just happened to your clothes?"

"Huh? Uh...Don't worry about it. This is totally gonna work. Sshhh here she comes."

"Hazel!!! Whazzzuppp girlfriend?! How you doin'?"
"Fine Liam. What happened to your clothes?"

"Huh? Uh..don't worry about it. So check it out, my boy Cohen over there just taught me some sweet new dances moves. Wanna see 'em?"

"Um, sure I guess."

"That was it?"
"Whaddya mean that was it?! That was awesome! Maybe I'm not doing it right. Dude Cohen come here!"

"Uh..hey there..I mean..uh hello Hazel."

"Hey there big boy. I like your shirt. You are Captain Adorable."

"Haha..um..yeah thanks. Uh.. you look nice too."

"Dude Cohen I was just telling Hazel that you're such a great dancer. Show her those moves you taught me."

"What moves?"

"Dude the moves you taught me! (Don't blow this buddy just roll with it)."
"Oh right, the dance moves..um ok well I guess I start with something like this..."

"And then follow it with uh..this move..."

"And then I finish with this."

"Wow Cohen! Those was some smokin' hot dance grooves! You are like the bestest dancer ever!"

"Uh..Thanks!"

"(Psst, dude ask her to dance! I'll hit the music.)"
"Um..Hazel do you maybe wanna dance with me?"
"I thought you would never ask!"

(music playing: It's gettin' hot in herrrre...)

Grandparents rule, regular parents drool

In case you didn't know, Grandparents are WAYYYYYYYYYYY better than regular parents. That's why they're so grand! It appears their only job is to love the crap out of me, spoil me rotten, and teach me cool stuff that regular parents clearly don't know how to do. A few weeks ago I had all my grandparents come visit. They taught me how to sleep in my crib, how to take a bath, and even how to install a storm door and tile a kitchen backsplash (if anyone needs a handyman let me know, I'm your guy). Hooray grandparents! I love you!

Grandpa Scott, Grandma Mary and Pops at the airport. (I took this pic with my baby cell phone so not the best quality).

Grandpa Bart and Grandma Becky giving me a bath. I'm pretty sure they enjoyed it even more than I did.

Grandpa Cliff and Grandma Carol at my baby blessing. Carol couldn't keep her eyes off me.