
Hello! I'm enjoying my 3rd Saturday today--I really love the weekend! All of the stress from my daily grind seems to just melt away on the weekends. Mom took me for a ride in the stroller today. It was 72 degrees and cloudy...perfect weather for a guy with my complexion. I love my stroller. The other neighborhood babies were trying to see who was inside my stroller when I drove by...I decided not to reveal myself.

I haven't figured out my sleep cycle yet. Some days I like to sleep during the day (like today), other days, I prefer to sleep at night, when my parents are sleeping.
I really prefer to take naps with my dad, but he usually makes me sleep in my crib...I feel like a caged animal in that thing!

I'm not so happy to report that I'm suffering from a "slight case of diaper rash". Thankfully, it's "Virginia diaper rash" and not that frightful DR-3 strain that mom is so worried about. I love my mom. She worries about me so much...she's been applying a special cream to my bum and it feels much better.
Thanks again for all of my nice gifts and your kind words! LBJ
Since then, I've lost some weight, but my "primary care provider" tells me that that's nothing to concern myself about. Speaking about my doctor...I visited him for the first time yesterday. His name is Mr. Snead, MD, but he goes by "Doctor Snead". He's very concerned about my health, which my parents seem to like. Overall, he's a very likable person...and he's not too serious. My dad seems to particularly appreciate his sense of humor. When Dr. Snead was listening to my heart for the first time, he took an exceptionally long time to listen. He even changed positions and closed his eyes for a while. After what seemed like an eternity for my parents, he opened his eyes and said, "everything's fine...I just like to make it dramatic." 

