January 2008 - 13 months old
(still no hair)
I learned to smile on command in January.
For some reason, whenever I smile on command, mommy can't keep from laughing hysterically.
She says we are going to have to work on my smile. 
(Obviously, the diaper-and-boots outfit in the middle of winter was daddy's idea.)
(Obviously, the diaper-and-boots outfit in the middle of winter was daddy's idea.)
Are you trying to tell me that these smiles don't look natural?
In January, I turned 13 months old and my great-grandmother turned 75 years old!!!
Daddy says she doesn't look a day over 74. 
Why do I look like I should be in the Guiness Book of World Records as the Giant Baby?
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