Check out my belly! No one I meet seems to believe that I'm only 8 weeks old when the see my 14+ pound frame, but it's true! Mom says I'm a "champ" when it comes to eating (or did she say "chunk?")
Nonetheless, I've had a lot of fun in the last couple weeks between all of that eating...
Mom & dad took me to the Keystone Beer & Bluegrass festival. I kept sneaking peaks at all the people who were hippie dancing to the music.
I also spent a weekend with my favorite ladies - Aunt(s) Erin, Abby, Jackie, Jenny, Becky, Georgie & my Nana Ne - where I attended my first dance festival. I was such a good boy. I was awake for the entire performance and even though my aunts got shushed, I ate & played happily & quietly.
I helped my cousin Ansley to celebrate her big sister Avery's 5th birthday, too. Some day I'll be that big --- Mom says it might be next year at the rate I'm eating & growing.
Well, hunger calls. Guess I'll start squeaking 'til my mom feeds me again.
Ta-tas for now.
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