Hey Down Here. I'm Cute!
I'm 5-months-old right now and pushing 17 pounds. I can roll over, keep my head balanced for minutes at a time and am fully potty-trained. OK, the last one isn't true, but a boy can dream can't he? I'm starting to laugh more and I can't stop doing razzs with my lips since Daddy taught me. Oh yeah, this Bumbo is a sweet ride.
Nolan's New Favorite
Forgot Mom and Dad. I like hanging out with my big sister, Dakota. She feels soft, likes to sniff me and wants to play as much as I do. She's the best!
I'm Worried About This Crisis!
Following in his father's footsteps, Nolan has decided to read the newspaper religiously. Here he's reading the Wall St. Journal, checking out how badly his stocks (he's heavily invested in Disney and Mattel) have tanked recently. You can see the concern in his face.
A Happy Halloween
Nolan's first Halloween was spent with his grandmother, cousins, aunts and uncles. Riley the Robber and Jacee the Fairy kept watch over him as they went trick-or-treating. Of course, no holiday could be complete without Aunt Sue and Aunt Jeanne and Mamma circling Nolan and giving him kisses.
What's hiding in those cheeks?
Well as you can see Nolan is definitely growin' and daddy has decided to give him the nickname Chubber Lang (affectionately named after Rocky's nemisis in the third installment). He's got the weight, somewhere in the vicinity of 16 pounds at the three-month mark, and likes to throw haymakers. All that is missing is the mohawk and the gold chains.
Word To Your Mutha' - Sept 2008
The hat says it all. He's the next great white rapper (he will be schooled a la the Beastie Boys)Cousin Jacee watching over Baby Nolan - Sept 2008
Jacee's idea of babysitting is being as close
as possible to Baby Nolan and introducing her
cousin to the magnificent world of "SPORTS
ON TV".
Day in Balboa - Sept 2008
As you can see Nolan is growing. He LOVES
his bottle. Here he is just over two months -
weighing in at 14 lbs.
The Birth of Nolan Risling - June 2008
It started at 9:30 p.m. June 19 with a few
mild cramps. By midnight mommy took a
shower and went back to bed. Cramps started
to worsen about 2 p.m. and mommy and
daddy headed to the hospital. They got some
sleep and by 8 a.m. Mommy was cursing and
yelling. She wasn't even dialated. By 9 a.m.
she had reached a 2 and the nurse called for
an epideral. All was well by 10 a.m. Things
progressed quickly from there and I finally
came out at 2:43 p.m. I was non responsive
and sent everyone into a tailspin, being
rushed into the NIC unit. Within the hour
I was fine and taken back to my mommy's
room. Lots of shaking going on--and crying.
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