Saige is changing so fast and starting to develop a little more personality, which is to say she's finally realizing how funny I am.  'Bout time. For a while there I was gettin' a little concerned when she wasn't even cracking a smile at some of my best material.  First I thought maybe she had a hearing problem because clearly I should've at least got a smirk out of her. Then, for a second, it crossed my mind that maybe my humor is more of a sophisticated variety better suited for adults, but Kylie rarely laughs at my brand of funny either, so that couldn't be it.  Finally, I had to come to grips with the possibility that maybe the person who thinks I'm most funny is, well, me.  And only me.  ....... Nahhhhh. That's not it.  I was baffled. But then, one day not too long ago, Saige busted out her first big ol' [intentional] smile at me, and all was right in the world.  Now I just can't wait to hear her little laugh for the first time. When I do, I'll be putty in her tiny hands.

Here's just a couple recent images of sweet Saige at (around) 2 months old.

My new favorite thing to see.

Saige and I on my first Father's Day. I look tired. Oh wait, that's because Saige woke me up from 2-4am to celebrate early.