Just as I was starting to chill from the holidays, I found out I have
to make New Year’s resolutions.

Does the pressure ever end? Every day something else is expected of me, whether it’s finding my toes or rolling over.

I’ve been trying to think of some good resolutions. I heard that everybody starts out with good intentions, like going to the gym every day and giving up donuts, but by January 4th they’re back on the couch eating nachos.

I’m going to make mine real so I don’t go down that road of
good intentions paved to you-know-where:

1. Burp immediately upon feeding
2. Don’t fuss if I’m not held every second
3. Get in touch with my inner self during tummy time

That’s not too difficult, I can manage that and you know what, I can’t wait for 2016 because there’s so much to look forward to: walking, talking, new teeth, more hair, and eating Cheerios off of the floor.

Here’s to 2015, it was a very good, ahem, year! Happy New Year!