On birthdays, siblings and puppies

My dad's had 82 of them, my mom's had 70 of them, and lord knows how many my grandparents have had, but today is my first half-year birthday. The reason I'm smirking is because the other day my daddy came home with a bag of frozen peas in his lap and I was told there would be no more lentil beans in the family. I don't know what the peas have to do with the beans but I was tickled pink at the thought of being an only, spoiled child.

Just when I was feeling so pleased with myself, unable to wipe the smirk off my face (see above), my mom took my dad to pick out a brother for me. Here I am with my new four-legged, drools-more-than-me, tail-wagging brother:

As you can see, I'm not too thrilled about daddy having a new puppy to love. I saw what happened to mom's first child, the dog that once was treated like a queen and now is locked outside while mom plays with me. I wonder if I'll be locked out while mom and dad play with the new addition?

April Fool

Well my Daddy is home and you know what that means...Yep, now my parents can tag team me with the camera.

Here I am having a nice, private laugh with my mom this morning while my dad finally catches me in action.

What is a "guffaw" anyhow?

In other news, I've got some teeth. Not one, not two, nope - I'm an overachiever...I've got four coming through and two more on the way. I'll try to get a picture of them sometime but you know how my mom is with the camera. Teeth seem like they can be pretty fun. I've already woken my mom up with the slightest little chomp a couple of times. Now that would be something to catch on video!!!