20 weeks

What a week! It all started when my big brother took me to an epic party with his friends. They dressed in crazy costumes (fairies and gnomes) and ran around an enchanted forest.

They acted like the were all hepped up on goofballs. Well, someone must have spiked the milk bowl because I wasn't feeling so well when I got home. Riley says I need to learn to hold my own, whatever that means.

At the end of the week, I skeptically agreed to let big brother join my 20 week birthday shoot.

Can you believe the faces this kid makes when mommy says "cheese!"? I'm appalled!

Just kidding...I think he's a hoot.

By they way, mommy says this photo captures what I look like most often. Pretty cute, if I do say so myself.

Riley is a very cuddly big brother, which gives me lots of time to practice my skills. Like checking for lice. Nope, we're clear!

I'm also good at nose picking. He taught me that one.

Mostly I just like chillin' with my big bro. He sings me songs, blows me bubbles, gives me kisses and protects me so I won't roll off the bed. Pretty good kid, that Riley.