Waiting patiently for my cousin

I can hardly wait for my cousin to be ready to come meet us. I really want to know if he/she's a boy or a girl, and I want to know what his/her name is so that I can stop calling him/her Baby Chuck....although I've grown rather fond of the name Chuck. Maybe I'll make sure Mama and Daddy have a little brother for me in a few years so we can name him Chuck. Really, though, I need a playmate who can take some of this attention off of me so that I don't grow up to be a spoiled little brat (or so Mama says). I really, really can't wait to play hide and seek at your house and hide in the giant ottoman in your living room. It's the perfect hiding spot! I promise I won't push you down the laundry chute...unless you do it to me first.

Oh, by the way, I rolled over twice in a row today, which I haven't done since I got the harness put on. As soon as I did it once I remembered exactly what to do and did it again. And this time Daddy was here to see it. I've also started getting really good at holding myself up when I stand up and lean against the footstool. I have to have Mama or Daddy place me there (no pulling myself up yet), but I can hold myself there for quite a while. I also got one of those Bumbo chairs that help me to sit up all by myself, and I really like that. It makes me feel like a big girl.

Whenever you're ready Baby Chuck....I'll be waiting as patiently as I can (which is surprisingly patient as I have no concept of time yet; the same cannot be said for my Mama and Daddy).