In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins
I have new wheels!
It’s very comfy in here. Wagons have come a long way.
That is the ground right there.
Onward, I say! To Amelia’s birthday party!
Happy birthday, Amelia!
Megan and I are sharing this shady spot during Amelia’s party.
Hooray for shade!
Dad reminds you once again that you need a recent version of the QuickTime movie player to watch these.
Here I come!
Look out!
There I go!
Thwack!
¡Hola!
I have been watching Dora…. I’m training to be a polyglot.
Do you have a problem with that?
I didn’t think so! I mean ¡I didn’t think so!
Whoa…. Cool punctuation….
I have learned a new game.
It’s called “I can see you”
Puedo verte.
The one-year numbers are in!
Let’s see a little enthusiasm.
That’s better. I weigh 15 lb, 9 oz, and I’m 27.5 inches tall.
If one were to give me Infant Tylenol today, one would do well to provide 0.8 mL, according to my numbers.
I plan to make it to the 1.0-mL stage one of these days.