I am four weeks old today.  Mom and Dad say I am a strong baby.  We do this thing everyday called tummy-time and Mom sings me a song that goes “This is our exercise for the day, it makes us strong and helps us play.”  

    Today was the first day Dad and Mom weren't both there all day.  Dad got up really early this morning to do his exercises.  I tried to tell him he just needed to lay on his tummy to do exercises, but he wouldn’t listen.  Told Mom I was hungry.  He always thinks that when I am trying to tell him something.  So He was gone most of the day.  When he came home he looked like a pickle!  Really, like those little things Mom eats.  

    So it was just me and Mom all day.  Mom got out the camera during tummy-time but I was too tired to exercise today.  Mom didn’t listen too well though.  She left me on my tummy and took pictures.

    Mom and Dad told me today that we are going to get on an airplane!  That is like a really big metal birdie, Dad says.  It is going to take us to paradise, or thats what Mom calls it.  Dad calls it Hawaii.  Sounds like fun to me!