Happy Birthday to Me!

Yep, I'm now a four month old, and, ya know what? I am much, much wiser than when I was only three months. It's true. For instance, at three months I thought life was pretty easy...I slept through the night, took naps during the day, wore those handsome outfits and sat on laps. Life was good. But now...well, things have changed, folks. For one thing, I have my first cold. The doctor confirmed it yesterday - Bronchialitis. That MEAN doctor, who sent them home with a torture devise they make me inhale medicine out of 5 or 6 times a day. Mean, mean, mean. But don't worry, I make sure they know how I feel about it, let me tell you.

And if that wasn't bad enough - I have a TOOTH! Yes, a pearly white is poking its head up just behind my bottom lip, and another is just under the surface of my gum right next to it. Nobody told me that teeth came along with a four month birthday, and I would have appreciated a little warning. People, whatever you do in life, try to keep from growing teeth! It is no fun and very uncool. I'd show you a picture of my tooth, but I haven't allowed the press to cover this breaking story yet. The tooth and I would like to spend a little time together before we reveal it to the public. I'm sure you understand.

On the flip side, since no one around here is getting any sleep, we've all been on a diet. The dude has lost about 18 pounds....and I'm up to 18 pounds...and that lady's lost about 12 pounds. I have to say, I think we're looking pretty good. Especially me! I've really been trying to tone my physique. Below are some pics for your enjoyment...
I'm going to send this one to "Muscle Magazine", along with my weightlifting tips...check out those pecs and quads, ladies!

I'm not so sure about this one though. I mean, I like the way my hair is styled over my bald spot, but I worry that this onesie makes my butt look big. What do you think?

Random pics

Like I said before, that lady took WAY too long to write about the many adventures of Rory, and I have a lot going on, people! So I'm gonna get you caught up so we can move on to more important matters....like my month-birthday coming up tomorrow!
So here we go, folks. This is what I've been up to lately:
A couple of weekends ago we made a weekend trip to Baltimore. It was cool hanging with Grandma and Pop-Pop again. But the highlight of the trip was that my Uncle Kip put ice cream on that thing I suck on all the time. Whoa! It was amazing!! I was trippin' y'all!
A valuable lesson I've learned that I hope you can all apply to your lives: If you cry loud and long enough, a lady will come along and pick you up. Works every time. Apparently it's hard on the wrists of the person doing the lifting, especially when you're almost 18 pounds of solid muscle, like me!
We hung out at a party to celebrate the Inauguration. Yep, that's how I roll: No bedtime, no curfew...nothing to cramp my style. I even did some ad placement for my favorite live show (coming again soon on March 8th!!!)
Another one of my fans came to see me - Robin. She took a bunch of these pictures. I'd autograph them for her, but I can't hold a pencil so well. BUT I really like reaching up for my mouth and trying to find the pacifier with my hand. It's fun. Sometimes I get it and I just hold it up over my head, like the trophy that it is. OK...that will have to do. I have birthday news to share, but I wanted to let everyone know of all these exciting activites. If you find yourself busy like I am, just make sure you get around 15 or 16 hourse of sleep everyday. It really makes a difference.

Check back tomorrow,
Rory

The Roar is taking over!

This lady takes too long between posts, and I'm a baby with things to say. So from now on, I'm taking over this blog. Check back soon for more insights from me, Rory "The Roar" Younger.
In the meantime, please enjoy my blogger acceptance speech....

Keeping warm!

It's been pretty cold up here in NYC this winter. Thankfully Rory's been keeping warm in some stylish numbers given to him from a few of his fans...This stylish bear suit was sent all the way from California from my dear friend Pamela. It came just in time too - at 17lbs, 9 ounces (I know!) Rory (now 3 1/2 months old) is apparently the size of an average 6 month old. I guess it's time to stop squeezing him into the 0-3 clothes he's been wearing since he came home. Ah - some room to grow~!And Melissa gave us this hat to keep the big noggin warm! Ah the noggin, still growing and still incredibly heavy for little Rory to lift. Hopefully he'll master the skill before he goes to college.

Sitting up

Hello all!

Sorry it's been a while since the last blog post. I have no excuses, just trying to keep up with, well, life with Rory. But naturally I've found time to take pictures of this little fella enjoying his new pastime - sitting up. No, not spitting up...at least that's not his favorite. You'll see that it takes some assistance, but being upright has given him a whole new lease on life!". . . Wha? . . . What? . . . . "

"Aw Shucks...Me?"

Just cruisin' in my little red chair.
"Hey ladies, I'm diggin' the scene with a gansta lean...Wanna ride?"

Hey?...Where'd Rory go?