Life as a big brother

Boy being a big brother is hard work.  In addition to maintaining my busy schedule of daycare, Little Gym and swim class, I've been helping mommy and daddy take care of him. I already told you about rescuing him from life as a stuffed monkey.  Well, I help out in a lot of other ways too.

When he cries (and he cries a lot), I let mommy know that baby's crying.  Then I run over to the pack and play, lean over the edge, reach my hand out to pat him and say, "It's okay. I know. I know."  When he needs a diaper change, I give mommy a diaper and throw the dirty one into the diaper pail. When he's finished with his bottle, I bring the bottle to the sink so mommy or daddy or grandma can wash it.

I've also been showing him the ropes.  For example, Mason's not a fan of the car seat.  He cries every time mommy or daddy put him in it.  But he has to ride in it when we go in the car, which makes our car rides not so fun and feel much longer than they actually are.  So, I decided to show him that it's not so bad.  See...it's not so bad.

Is Mason a baby monkey?

Someone needs to tell daddy that Mason's not a monkey baby.  I think he's confused because he stuck him with the giant stuffed monkeys in my play area.  He even took a bunch of pictures of Mason hanging out with the monkeys.  I thought for sure mommy would've fixed the situation.  But when daddy showed her the pictures, she said they were cute.  What?!  I'm going to have to have a talk with mommy and daddy.  Leave it the big brother to rescue Mason. I hope this isn't the beginning of a trend.

They're Home!

Hooray!  Mommy and Mason came home today.  I wanted to give mommy a big hug, but she kept saying that I had to be gentle because she had an owie.  Unlike me, Mason screamed the minute mommy put him in the car seat.  Mommy said he cried until they got on the freeway.  Hope this doesn't last because car rides with Mason won't be any fun. 

The only one in our family who hadn't met Mason yet is Tachi.  Daddy said Tachi looked sad and depressed when Mason came home.  Mommy thinks it's because Tachi probably knows that he just got knocked down another notch in our pack hierarchy.  Either that or he knows there's going to be another little person chasing him, pulling his tail and running into him while he sleeps on the floor. I don't know why Tachi would be sad to have someone else "play" with him.  I have lots of fun playing with him.

Twins?!

Siblings sometimes resemble each other and might share similar personality traits. Since Mason has joined our family, people keep trying to figure out if we look similar.  So, Daddy dug out a photo of me when I was Mason's age to compare.  When he showed mommy, she could tell right away who was who.  The nurse and lab tech who were in the room thought we were twins!  Come on, I look way cuter than Mason.  What do you think?  Can you tell who's who?  Do we look like twins?

Picture A

Picture B

Here's a couple of things that we have in common:

• Like me, baby bro was born with a lot of hair.  It's still too early to tell if Mason will be rockin' my stick up hair style yet.  
• Thanks to daddy, we were both born tongue tied and had to get frenectomy.  The good news is that he had his done on the day he was born, which will help him eat better. Hopefully, he won't go on a boob strike like I did. Mommy says I traumatized her when I did that. 

So how are we different?  Well, unlike me, baby bro looks like he has normal sized feet.  Guess he'll have to get his very own new shoes when he starts walking.  Daddy's not too happy about that.  He was hoping to save a couple bucks by having Mason get all my hand me downs.  I'm sure mommy, Grandma and aunties will make sure that Mason has some new things just for him.

Happy 2012!

With all the excitement over Mason, I forgot that it's a new year!  We didn't do anything special this year to welcome the new year.  In fact, everyone was asleep before midnight.  Grandma and Grandpa went to bad shortly after I did.  Mommy and Daddy went to sleep as soon as the nurses took Mason to the nursery for the night.  In fact, I think the only person who was awake to greet the new year was Mason!

We missed the new year's day festivities with Daddy's family in Sacramento.  Uncle Jeff, Auntie Jeanette and Ethan came to visit.  So, I got to hang out with Ethan for the afternoon.  They also stopped at the hospital to meet baby bro Mason.  Ethan and I were having so much fun that we decided to stay at home with Grandma and Grandpa. 

I'm looking forward to more fun and adventures in 2012, especially now that Mason is part of our family!