GDawg here. Today I celebrate my two month birthday. Thanks to the bottles, packed with formula and some rice cereal, I'm up to over 11 pounds. (Barry Bonds tried to get me to try some 'roids, but I said no). Last night I downed a whopping 10 and a half ounces for my night time feeding. I passed out for 5 hours, filled my diaper with a huge growler, and asked for more! I've graduated out of my newborn diapers and I'm into the size 1. Still not potty trained, but that's ok. I'm looking around and cooing alot, still trying to learn to laugh and grasp objects. MomDawg started back to work last week on the ambulance. She works day shift now, so GrandmaDawg Smyth usually hangs with me when she's gone. I spent my first night with my dad, AdamDawg, and he survived my nighttime shenanigans of waking up constantly...So that's the news from GDawg's crib. Love to all you readers out there! -Grace Lillian Smyth
