Jahara: International Baby of Fashion

With drool being all the rage, I have recently added bibs to my wardrobe.

Check out this edgy little shirt Jenny brought back from Amsterdam

Let me stretch out so you get the full effect.

My brother Sebastian sent this little number all the way from Denmark. I really wanted to show it off by crawling down the catwalk.

I need to practice a little more...stay tuned for future posts.

The other day dad had some very high fashion ideas for my burp rag (don't worry...it was clean)

Just you wait and see, I know this is about to become a hit with babies across the country.

I love this little preppy number mom's friend Tracy got me. Tracy recently moved to Qatar.

I wonder if that is further away than Michigan.

I bet they don't have duck rattles there.

More Adventures in the Life of Jahara

I get an extra large amount of beauty sleep so that I am well rested for Grandpa Alvarez's 80th birthday.

There's the man of the hour.

I was still a big hit though, as you can tell, Aunt Gloria and Aunt Elsa fought over who got to hold me.

They worked it out eventually and took turns taking me around to visit with everyone.

Being the life of the party wore me out!!


I have to admit it was a small price to pay to have cake as a midnight snack.

The next weekend we drove into town to go to the Latino family book festival and visit with Oscar.

For not being much of a baby person, he still really listens to what I have to say.

He doesn't quiet appreciate my feet as much as I do though.

A Sneak Peek at my Three Month Glamour Shots

This was mommy and daddy's favorite.

I had to be sure to work in all my new moves. Both the photographer and I get tickled when I try my rolling over trick. Mom, on the other hand, was a little nervous.

Check out the one-armed tummy time!!

Make sure you get my good side.

Got to be sure to get a wide shot of the dress. Fashion was courtesy of some of mom's ESL students from last year.

Wow!! I'm sitting up already!!

Well, not really. It's amazing what a boppy and mom's cleverly hidden hands can do.

More Backyard Fun (He-He-He!!)

Paddy cake, paddy cake baker's man...bake me a cake as fast as you can

Roll it, flatten it, mark it with a 'B'

Put it in the oven for baby and me!!

A Little Leisurely Reading

Now that the worst of summer is behind us, dad and I can take in the backyard scenery and read the Chron.

Wow, there is a lot of heavy stuff that is going on in the world...the Iraq War, the Jena 6, Britney Spears

I'm so overwhelmed!!

Hold me dad!!

Whew, thank goodness for the Sunday funnies.

Labor Day Weekend (Three Days Off YEAH!!)

The best part about the kick off to the weekend is catching some extra zzz's with dad.

Then, we have a nice leisurely breakfast. Who needs flowers on the table when you can have a baby centerpiece?

Mom went to an Indymedia meeting on Saturday. I put on my 'serious journalist' face in the hopes she would take me along.

When that didn't work, I BEGGED!!!

Finally, I resorted to my downtrodden baby look.

I think she finally caved when I reminded her that I was on the radio after all since before I was even born.

When we got home that afternoon, we dove right in to the last couple chapters of Harry Potter. I laughed, I cried, I peed my pants!! (Oh wait, I do that all the time anyway).

Grandma Arriaga baked a cake and we got to celebrate dad's birthday.

She also brought me this very cute dress from her recent trip to San Francisco.

It wasn't even my birthday!!

I did, however, have a little bit of a hard time believing dad was only 7 years old.

Then again, he is like a big kid!!

Finally, I got to meet Ken. As you can see, he is a man with a definite point of view

I guess you're never too young to start your file with the FBI.