The little "fuss-fuss"

I am so sweet wrapped up like a burrito says my dad...

I am the cutest baby... says my biased mom

My tiny hand likes to hold everything, especially mom and dad's hands when I eat

Sometimes I just like to think...

I think my dad taught me this because he does it to my mom when he is being silly

I like to look up at the angels my mommy thinks

I did not like the taste of this medicine.... hence I vetoed it with an SVT

Hey it's me, Tay boy, fuss fuss, T---whatever they call me... Last night was the first night my mommy got to sleep by me. I wanted to give her the full enchilada, so I was a fuss pot from 2 to 5. I think she reconsidered getting angry at the nurses at the other hospital for not letting her sleep by me. I'm not sure why I was grumpy last night, I usually only cry when I want food, get an IV, or if the clumsy EKG specialist pinches my skin:( I had a photo shoot a couple weeks ago at my old crib, on the recliner from my aunt Pree. I really liked the furry backdrop she let me lay on. Thought I would share them with you as I approach my one month birthday!

P.S.-- I have been SVT free for 5 days and 7 hours...this is a record. My new doctor says if I behave on my new medicine I can go home Thursday- my one month birthday. But don't tell me this because I tend to revolt when they say I can go home... However, prayers to keep this date are much appreciated by my mommy and daddy. I am still a piglet, and I weight 8lbs 1 oz; my mom really considers starving me to keep me tiny, but then I FUSS!