Babies and books

Every Wednesday (or at least the Wednesdays that my mom can drag herself out if bed in time) Mom and I go to mommy/baby class. Now, just to be clear, I don't really learn anything. I'm pretty sure it's just a way for my mom to sit around and talk to other moms. Today we ventured out to class. 

My friend used me as a tool to roll himself over. I don't really mind too much because he was kind enough to give me a hug following his success. 

In case there was any question, I'm kind of a ladies man. Goodness, the chicks really dig me; especially the older girls. Who can blame them really?  Have you *seen* me?!  The class is full of boys all fighting over the attention of the one, lone girl. She must have not enjoyed the other boys' attention because she went back to her mom. 

Now that most of us are crawling/scooting/rolling around, this class has gotten a lot more fun!  Our moms seem to really enjoy themselves too since they don't have to just sit there anymore... They get to get up and move the whole class!

My mom and dad took me to the library tonight. Who knew the library could be so much fun?!

I get awfully sick of my mom taking my picture all the time. I try to not let it show. 

After enjoying the tiger, I decided to read a book. 

My mom got a lot of books. 

I wonder why she needs help sleeping at night...at least she's not waking me up with her apparent lack of sleep.