In order for you to get a better guage of my size, I decided to measure my length using a packet of Cincinnati chili mix (4 inches x 5.5 inches) as the unit of measure:



Thus, it would appear that I am not quite yet four chili packets in length:



My mom, on the other hand, is at least 22 cans of green beans in circumference:



Here I am being hungrily observed by a lobster while taking a cat nap on the floor; Dad, I would discover later to my horror, stood idly by recording the event on film:



Lately I've enjoyed playing with my new activity mat - that is, until the moment I looked over my shoulder and there staring back at me was a clown:



I recently joined a local community theater group - decided to give acting a try.  Here I am on stage as Golde in "Fiddler on the Roof":



Happiness is catching some Z's with my Mom:



Four months two days old:



Could this mean ... Photo of the Month?




Here I am having one of my morning workouts on my beloved boppy:



Sometimes I like to pretend I'm descended from royalty:



Other times I like to pretend I'm playing bass in a popular jazz fusion group -
when the music starts to soar, I phone my relatives so they can join in the magic:



I like to make my Mom laugh by doing impersonations - here's a shot of me doing my best Jack Benny:


Sometimes all you need to make it in life is a real can-do attitude.  By golly:

 


Lately, the crude approximations of a smile have been starting to form on my face.  I find it to be an odd sensation though increasingly a pleasant one:

 


Sometimes it's fun to just bust loose on the activity mat: 


Sleep, however, will always exert its irresistible allure:


Uncle Dean returned in late June for another visit.  He utterly captivated me:


June ended on a lighthearted note as I played the character of Mr. Spock in my Dad’s amateur “Star Trek” theater productions.  Here’s me in a scene where I’m telling everyone to live long and prosper:


Here we are - one big happy family: