I love my growing boy.  He'll be 5 mo this next Sunday :)

Love his flap of baby chub that folds over his knee cap.

This is one of my absolute favorite emails that I got... back when email was facebook.  I was thinking of it the other day and had to go find it.  I got another good laugh from it so I thought I would post it so I could always find it.  And so if you are ever eating breakfast with me, you know why I am talking weird :)  I'm not sure where it came from.  Enjoy

Ten Jew Berry Mud

The following telephone exchange between room-service and a guest at a hotel in Asia was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review.

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Hotel:	Morny, ruin sorbees.
Guest:	Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service.
Hotel:	Rye! Ruin sorbees ... morny! Jewish to odor sunteen??
Guest:	Uh ... yes ... I'd like some bacon and eggs.
Hotel:	Ow July den?
Guest:	What??
Hotel:	Ow July den ... pry, boy, pooch?
Guest:	Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please.
Hotel:	Ow July dee baychem ... crease?
Guest:	Crisp will be fine.
Hotel:	Hokay. An San tos?
Guest:	What?
Hotel:	San tos. July San tos?
Guest:	I don't think so.
Hotel:	No? Judo one toes?
Guest:	I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo onetoes' means.
Hotel:	Toes! Toes! ... Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow singlishmopping we bother?
Guest:	English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine.Yes, an English muffin will be fine.
Hotel:	We bother?
Guest:	No, just put the bother on the side.
Hotel:	Wad?
Guest:	I mean butter ... just put it on the side.
Hotel:	Copy?
Guest:	Sorry?
Hotel:	Copy ... tea ... mill?
Guest:	Yes. Coffee please, and that's all.
Hotel:	One Minnie. Ass strangle ache, creasebaychem, tossy singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy... rye?
Guest:	Whatever you say.
Hotel:	Ten jew berry mud.
Guest:	You're welcome.

Guess Who's 3 Months!?

He looks so grown up in these first two pictures

Getting better at sitting up

His little white 3 mo. onesies are starting to look like muscle shirts :)

 Blue Steel

It was so warm we had to get out. Tito misses the warmer weather when we get out and do stuff with him.  

Clear skies

Keeping warm in his stroller.  I think he liked getting out too, all smiles most of the time.

"Hi Mom"

Tito perched on top of the couch trying to stay warm in the sun. Looks out the window like this all day if the sun is out.