Four...score..and keeping score of where I'm at!

 Hello, world!

I've been keeping my staff so busy lately that there hasn't been any time for updating my fan club! But given that today I am 4 months -and- 4 days old, it seemed a 4-tuitous time to check back in!

I hope you've all been enjoying your summer so far! It's my first one ever, so I'm not sure what to compare it to. 

Things here in Henri, Inc. continue to develop at a frantic pace. It seems every day (or hour) brings some new curiosity  into my orbit... which of course must then be studied for chewability!  Strangely, my former head-of-security Katja Noel seems oddly absent since chew-testing began. I don't think she fully appreciates that her tail has both ideal chewiness and pulliness!

At the start of June, I jumped into the rock- and-roll lifestyle, and followed in Big Brother's footsteps...err...by rolling over super early. Since then, I've mastered the art, and now it's all 'High Alert' up in my crib! I'm determined to crawl!

Big Brother has finally set aside that annoying schoolwork and devoted himself more appropriately to playing with me. Our favorite game is Tug-of-War...my hands vs. his hair! Every time I win Mami rewards me with a cuddle-and-release...works way better than that No More Tangles stuff!

Speaking of Mami, my go-to-gal is growing into her job description quite nicely. She may not have quite mastered the art of anticipating all my needs, but I'll give her an A for effort. After all, I'm running her 24/7! Now just between you and me, I'd like more snuggles, singing and dancing...and less of the whole diaper  changing humiliation, but needs must and all that... And given that she's had to give up any semblance of food with flavor because of my reflux, I suppose we should be gentle with her.

My trainee, Papa, is still somewhat resistant to fully committing to me. He says he 'has work', but I haven't assigned him any lately! I'd far prefer if he made himself more available to me!  I have been successful, though, in teaching him the fine art of flying and I make sure he stays well-hydrated  by drooling on him frequently!

Now last week I had another "What's up, Doc?" session with the faceless wonder to celebrate turning 4 months old. I ran him through his paces, demonstrating my obvious  genius and strength, and finally got assigned to a new weight class! 17 lbs. of solid smoosh, baby!  And at a whopping 26.5", I figure I'm almost halfway to my Big Brother's 6'5", right?!?

So, what's going on with all of you?