
Hey there, it's me Jack. I'm 8 months old today! That's me in the picture up there with my truck that my Great-Grampy Jarvis made for me. He also made me a rattle, which I really like, and now I'm starting to notice the truck more. Mom says Great-Grampy went into the hospital yesterday, so we all hope he's feeling better soon.
Here's a picture of me standing on the couch. Mom and Dad like to prop me up like that, but I'm not really sure what they want me to do, so I just stand there for a while and look around. I don't think it's really that interesting, but they seem to get a kick out of it so I usually humor them for a little while.

Sometimes they ask me when I'm going to start crawling. I thought about it, but come on, really--what's the point? When I'm sitting down Mom and Dad play with me and give me toys. Why would I want to move around?
But even though I don't crawl, I'm still very strong. You should see me when my nanny takes me to class. I can sit up by myself and play longer than any of the other babies. The teacher usually sits next to me because I'm such a good example for the others.
I'm starting to see why Mom and Dad like to eat food. I used to not be that intested in eating, but lately I've tried some things that actually taste pretty good. My favorite is bananas, and I also like Cheerios. But I like Cheerios mainly because they're fun to play with. I try to smash them, or sometimes pick them up. It's also really fun to throw them on the floor. My dog Louie usually sits next to my highchair now when I'm eating. Mom says she doesn't mind because he helps to clean up.
Mom says I need to wish my cousin Tyler a happy birthday today! She lives in London, wherever that is. Mom says London is pretty cool, but I don't think any place could be cooler than where I live.
Here's a couple more pictures of me playing with my truck. Mom said something about me giving her the "evil eye" in the last one, but I don't know what she's talking about.
