Happy Thanksgiving from Los Angeles, everyone! As you can see, I'm advertising the Thanksgiving holiday with this nifty bib that my parents bought me. I proceeded to put my dinner on it, but I chose not to put those pictures in my blog.



Here I am with my cousin, Randall. I tried to high five him, but he didn't grasp the concept.



My Lola's holding me as Tita Nini gave me an early Christmas gift.



Lolo and Lola enjoying my charming personality. At one point, my Lolo asked if he could hug me, I said, "Of course! My nickname wouldn't be Hugbert if I wasn't REALLY into hugging." So we hugged and it was beautiful.



How cool is this? My Lolo having a laugh to a joke I didn't quite understand.



You can see that I'm enjoying my milk bottles on my own. That's right, friends and neighbors, I can hold the bottle on my own to eat. Now, all I need to do is figure out how to mix my own bottles and I'll be set.



That's it for my first Thanksgiving. I had a great time down in Los Angeles and I even got to catch a few zzzzzs with my grandparents. My grandma is good at lim limming me. (For all of you non-Tagalog speakers, "lim lim" means to hold under one's wing, like a mama bird with her babies.)



And I want to add a quick shout out to my Grandpa John who celebrated his birthday on Thanksgiving. Happy Birthday, Grandpa! See you soon!

I've outgrown my car seat. My folks had to go out and get a bigger one to handle my ample frame. My two requirements for the new car seat were: 1) it had to look sweet, and 2) it had to be comfortable. Here I am giving it a test drive.



Oh yeah, it's very comfortable. So comfortable that everytime I sit in it, I fall asleep.



Again, all I want for Christmas is my other two front teef. Here are the top two popping in with a third thrown in as a bonus! I have 5 teeth, people. Recognize. But please, PLEASE, pretty please, don't look up my nose. My dad gave me a slight cold and I was feeling a little under the weather, so excuse my boogies.



Oh here's a cute picture of me to make up for the nose gold in the previous picture.



And here I am with my lovely mom about to take a nice Sunday stroll. Ahhh, it's the Fall season; time for football, pumpkins, turkeys and long nights.

Here's a nice little movie that my mom made of me a few of weeks ago. It's called, "Baby Dexter: Laugh it up" (my dad came up with that title, so don't blame me for its lameness).



Just FYI - I can totally sit up on my own now without that embarrassing girlie pillow...

Every morning...every single morning, I wake up with a smile. A smile and sometimes a soiled diaper. It occurred to me that I've never had a picture of me in my own bed. Here I am in said bed along with my toys. That wooden car I have in my hand is from my uncle Victor.



Later on in the evening, I made dinner for my aunt Shannon and uncle Jeremy. Ok, I didn't make the dinner per se (my mom made the dinner) but I made sure everyone had a good time.



Sofia from my old neighborhood dropped by with her mom, Georgie. I'm turning into quite the lady's man.



I almost got this kissing thing down. I mean, you kiss with your forehead, right?



I brought a little relief to my dad's day at work by stopping by to have lunch with him. Wait, I mean I had lunch. Baby D's got to eat first.



Went to a birthday party for August Perry. It was a blast. I met a cute young thing named Isabella. Here I am being held by my aunt Mary (August's mommy) along with Isabella. Such a great party!

Well now, looks like Christmas came a bit early for lil ole me. "All I want for Christmas is my two front teef..."



In case you need an extreme close up of my teeth, here they are for your viewing pleasure.



Oh heck, how about one more for the road.

Look, this photo was taken REALLY early in the morning. You can't possibly expect me to look good ALL the time.



Halloween. What a wonderful holiday. The whole crew (crew being me, mom and dad) dressed up as daredevils. Here I am flying around in my dad's arms.



Here's the three daredevils at the Farmer's Market. Lots of costumes, but I thought ours was the best. We bought the hats but mom made our capes. Major nerd alert...



Dang it, Vlad, get out of the way. This blog is about ME, not about you.