As you can see, eating + sleeping = big chunk. In other words, I'm definitely growing. Everyone at the last two family reunions I attended -- Tangs and Baileys -- were impressed at what a big baby I am. I may not look much like dad in the face, but at my age, dad was getting a lot of the same comments. In fact, people used to say he would turn out to be a football player for sure, he was so chunky. If you know my dad, you'll know how differently he turned out, so who knows what I'll look like in a few years?
The past few weeks, although tumultuous for the rest of the family, have all been part and parcel for me -- what do I know differently anyhow? Relatives coming out of my ears, enough time spent in my carseat to make a person sick of traveling for life, plane trips, and through it all, the constancy of mom, my bottle, and my sweet dreams.
Here's a clip of yehyeh and I making friends when he came to visit in Edmonton:
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