That's me with him about seven months ago, when I was six weeks old. I crawled over to the couch to check him out today, and you'll never guess what I discovered:
The bear got smaller again! It seems like every month he shrinks a little more. I've got to talk to mom and dad about feeding him better.
I don't get it, Mom. What do you want me to do with these little things?
Put it in my mouth? Why? And what's a rice puff?
Like this? But I ... ooooh, that's good.
More? 
I got to dress up for Halloween at preschool on Friday, but nobody noticed my costume because the camo hid me so well...
Uh, Pop-Pop? I think you reversed our bottles.
And Grandmom? I think there's a better way to get me clean.
Dad takes great pictures, but apparently the professional photographer at daycare took one too good for them to pass up. I can't help the cuteness...
