Six Month Report

Well, we still have a Porter.

He's healthy, if not wealthy or wise.

I was assured by the nurse that these are not guarantees, even under the California State Constitution. I was quite abashed.

Porter is now 13lbs 5oz. So he hasn't doubled his birth weight.

That's not a good thing for those myth-toters at home who subscribe to a doubled birth weight as when babies sleep through the night.

I'm one of those.

It's my only hope.

Porter remains cute though, which is a good thing. It's what's saving him from an eBay listing and a highest bidder.

Porter Poses for a Pic

Ok, Porter didn't actually pose for these, but I like to use aliteration in my titles from time to time. Instead, consider these more slice of life.

In fact, don't consider them that, since that's what they are. So, instead, just enjoy.

This is Porter yawning, not crying. If he was crying, and I was taking a picture instead of trying to calm him down, my wife would break my picture taking fingers . . . that's all my fingers in case you were wondering. Since I like all my fingers bending in only one direction, this is just Porter having a mid-nap break.

This be what we call Porter's Pirate. Yarrr, he be lookin' fer some booby.

It's good to see that he is taking after his old man in the practice of Pastafarianism.

And this is the obligatory "awwww" picture. Porter asleep. I'm told you can see my mouth, chin and nose in here, but since I was taking the picture, I think physics is against the kinna thing.