Mesmerizing cuteness

Hello, ladies!
Don't pretend you aren't mesmerized by my cuteness... obey the baby... obey...

On Tuesday I went on a date with my girlfriend Mirabelle. We couldn't really do anything though, too many chaperones around and we fell asleep. Mirabelle, just wait till we both can stay up past 9pm! Par-tay!
My first weapon! Cross me and I will give you the worst papercut you've ever seen with this deadly Korean chopstick wrapper. It is a little-known fact that the ancient masters of TaeKwonDo assasinated their enemies with chopstick wrappers.

I rolled over!

I was trying to hide my newfound abilities, but Dad made it back from the bathroom after I had rolled over but before I could roll back. Damn! How am I supposed to assemble my secret baby army with my parents constantly watching me to make sure I don't roll off the couch?

I'm ramping up my saliva production. I can completely soak the Baby Bjorn in about 10 minutes. Mom's trying to find a Bjorn-cozy to contain my spit.

Evening Outing...

Howdy all! Dad has been trying to indoctrinate me into the ultimate frisbee lifestyle by making me hold these tiny discs for at least 10 minutes every day.
The regular sized ones are still a bit big.
Mom, Dad, Vinny, Martha, Chookie (although Martha keeps calling Chookie "Mikael" for some strange reason...), and I went on a fabulous night out. It had been a real hot day - the 'rents even had to turn on the air conditioning in the house - so it was nice to get to go outside without the sun beating us down. First, we went to Afagani House for some awesome Afagani food. I cried a bit to voice my opinion about the political situation in the Middle East. Once I am ruler of the world, there will be no more wars! After dinner, we played mini-golf. Interesting game this mini-golf. You are suppose to hit this tiny little dimpled ball in to a small hole that is located a few feet away with a long stick. Mmmm, although the course had a cool tiki theme going, it not as exciting as the Tour de France that I have been watching every day for the past three weeks (Well done Floyd!).
Dad came in second to last place and Mom came in second overall. Mom started off great with a hole in one, but I think Dad was handicapped with me strapped to his chest.

Things I learned this week:

Ok, here is the new stuff that I learned this week:

1. Laugh. I now giggle at silly things, like when Mom 'psssthubbbs' my tummy. I need to start working on the laugh when I take over the world.
   
2. I like pulling my hair when I am sucking on my binky. It feels so good! Although Mom is complaining about it because I have created two bald spots on my head.
   

At dinner last night I was 3 for 3 in getting the waitresses to ogle over me. Even better, one of them was super hot. I've come to realize that I don't really need to do anything to conquer the world. I just have to exude some cuteness and charm and I will have half of the population under my spell. So despite early indications, the ladies do not have it out for me. Instead they will be the instrument of my ascension. Come on ladies, let us defeat the patriarchy and install me as dictator!

I even got ogled by a guy last night. He was kind of creepy and drunk though, Mom was diving for the Purell immediately after that encounter.

Kissy kissy!

My kisses aren't that bad, are they?

Wedding & Hiking

Mom, Dad, and I went to Andrew's wedding on Sunday. It was a very nice bash, although a bit hot for me. Here's Dad and I male bonding by sucking on our first two fingers. Notice how I'm winning, I can fit a lot more of my fingers in my mouth than Dad can.I continue to attract the hot chicks, here is Niniane hanging out with me in a sexy blue number.
After the wedding, we headed up to Yosemite for two days. I'm a born natural at hiking. I'm so good I can even do it in my sleep.
Dad and I hung out at Mirror lake below Halfdome (in the background).
Mom and Dad waded across the stream and got pretty wet. It was deeper than it looked. Mom had to run around in her underwear while her pants dried on a rock. Dad told me the cold water feels really nice on your feet, but when I tried it I wasn't very fond of it. Very vocally not fond of it, too.

I'm accomplished!

Many, many accomplishments to my credit this week. First, I'm learning to smile for the camera. In world domination, image is everything. Step 1: cover of GQ. Step 2: conquer the world!
Second, I'm learning how to baby talk. If I say "Goo" to Mom and "Gah" to Dad, they become putty in my hands. They are really trying for the "Mama" and "Dada", but to whip that out this early would give my schemes away. Instead, I say the cat's name "Boo".

Third, I'm learning to read. If by "read", you mean eating books. Aargh!
Fourth, I'm now sleeping through the night, more or less. I've done 8 hours of sleep for the past 3 nights with only a bit of fidgeting halfway through. I'm also eating 6 ounces of formula at a sitting when I'm hungry.

Lastly, here's me learning to walk. Screw crawling, that's for babies. Notice the really cool shirt.

Ladies, turns out you are OK

Despite the possible female conspiracy against me, I think I'm warming up to the ladies. On Friday there was a super-hot lady talking to Dad and I at Boulangerie. She thought I was the best baby ever. Then on Saturday night at the Coppola restaurant in Palo Alto, a lady walked up to Mom and asked to hold me. She was trying to be helpful by giving Mom a break from holding me and eating one-handed. Anyway, this fine lady proceeded to pick me up and plaster my face right into her ample cleavage. Yee-hah! Some guys have all the luck...

Date Night!

My girlfriend, Mirabelle, came over last night and brought me dinner! What a gal! She knows that the way to a man's heart is through is stomach. But, wait, I am not a man yet. Ok, ok, the way through a baby's heart is through lots of formula/boob juice in a bottle. Here is a picture of us chilling on the couch:
This morning, Dad and I have been watching the world cup games. The England and Portugal is in overtime - and Portugal won with pentaly kicks. England players cried. Babies! Mom is excited about watching France beat Brazil this afternoon.

In developmental news:

• I can sorta stand while holding on to something. (Pictures to follow!)
  
• When I 'crawl' I can now bring my arms and hands forward when I scoot on my belly instead of dragging my arms behind me!
• I am 12 pounds!!! And to celebrate, Mom opened up the Stage 2 diapers and took pictures of me modeling the new duds: