That’s right, I’m the Maine Man.  Thanks to Liz for this great outfit that describes my role in the family to a T (shirt).

Daddy’s doing an admirable job of trying to look like me in this shot.  Let’s see Dad – you just need to lose the hair (and eyebrows), shave a little closer, lose the teeth, and oh, drop about 184 lbs.  And puff out those cheeks a little more.  Good!

The “batteries have run flat” (as Jonathan would say) in the Baby Björn…

I like to think that the Björn is my passport to adventure, but my parents think it is my ticket to sleep.  Hmmph.

Lately I’ve been putting my new smiling skills to work banking goodwill with the ‘rents. They seem pretty happy about it.

Check it out!

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During Uncle John’s visit to ‘Daddy Boot Camp’, he went 2 for 2 on burping, earning a 1.000 average.  Of course, I might have been going a bit easy on him ’cause, well, he’s new and all.

Extra points to my photographer for the mirror shot!

Uncle John came up to meet me and get some crash Daddy training before my new baby cousin arrives next month.

After introductions…

… I think we hit it off pretty well, though I was a little surprised to be seeing Mommy AND Daddy looking over the shoulder of… who is this guy again?  Oh yeah, Uncle John!

In addition to burping, Daddy Boot Camp provided Uncle John with training in diaper changing, stroller pushing, and all around baby handling, all crammed into a 19 hour visit.

It was great to meet you Uncle John!  Thanks for making the time to come up and visit me!

I’m not sure how many more blog titles I can come up with for pictures of me sleeping.  I’ll have to either keep trying, or start doing some more interesting things!

Can you find the Benjamin amongst all the flowers, giraffes, lions, elephants, planes, and helicopters?

Sometimes, the parents just insist on this “tummy time” thing.  I guess I don’t mind that much.

Are you as surprised as I am that I’m sitting up?  And I’m only 10 weeks old!

Mommy has started introducing me to sitting up on my own, but I’m still not very good at it.  Without help at critical moments, I end up sliding down or falling over.  What’s next, Mom, college applications?

After the strife testing, the cleanup crew apparently decided to bring in the heavy guns to take care of the mess.  I can’t say I blame them.

Actually, I kind of like the shower with Daddy.  The water is warm and I don’t feel so out of place like I’m the only chubby one.  (Ed. Note: Hey!  I’m not the one who’s nearly doubled his weight in 10 weeks!) And as you can see, only ONE of us has a farmer’s tan. 😉  (Got me there…)