Let's see.....a little about myself.

  After almost 24 hours of labor, I was born the son of Michael and Nicole at 6 p.m. Wednesday, September 10, 1997 at a hospital in northern Illinois. I weighed in at 7 pounds, 7 ounces and was 19 1/2 inches long.

      Shortly after coming home from the hospital, I began to grow and grow...like a little weed. At my 2 week checkup, I already gained a pound. At a month old, I weighed 10 pounds, 4 ounces. By the time I was 2 months old, I doubled my birthweight and weighed a whoping 14 pounds, 11 ounces.

  At 3 months old, I was not only eating rice cereal, but fruit and veggies too. I was also sleeping through the night. When I turned 5 months old, I began rolling over even though I weighed 20 pounds. At 7 months, I was sitting all by my lonesome. Now I weigh in at 33 pounds and I'm walking, running and climbing.

     I've been babbling up a storm since I was about 9 months old. I am now saying lots of words and doing alot of pointing. I've also been working very hard on my tablemanners, including eating off of a plate and using my silverware. I love to drink out of any type cup...preferably ones that I can use a straw with though.

  Boy oh boy.....time has sure flown. Mommy said it seems like just yesterday that I was a tiny little baby that she could hold in her arms. I am now almost 17 months old. I still love to eat everything and I've been walking and running for several months now. I still have only 8 teeth so far, but I am working on getting four molars.