I Am 4 Months!

That’s right peeps. I am four months old as of last week. You know how I’m like a genius baby, right? Well, at my four month doctor’s appointment, it was confirmed. I am a genius.

Here’s a pic of me in the waiting room:

Dr. McCutie to see Dr. Bennett.

The doc asked me all kinds of things to make sure I’m hitting all my milestones.

She asked:

  • Are you talking yet? Pffft! Really? Talking AND singing.
  • Have you rolled over? HA.HA.HA.I’m rolling right off my¬†play-mat like every day. Evidence..
  • How are you sitting up? Easy.

See I’m sitting.
Weeelllllll Maybe with a little help…

  • Can you do a mini push-up? Obviously, she forgot her ticket to the gun show.

Genius status = check.

After all the genius confirmation, the nurse came back in to give me my shots.

Here I am before the shots: (Happy as a wee clam.)

Here I am after: (WTH was that? And why are you taking a picture???)

When we got home from the doc’s, it was time for my monthly pics.

At first, it seemed like I wasn’t going to smile again.

“You lookin’ at me?”

“Shots. Hmmph.”

“Do I know you?”

“Stop making those silly faces mOOOm.”

“You’re freakin’ me out!”

“Ahhhh well. Gets me every time!”

Happy four month bday to meeeee!!!


xoxo Ewan – the baby.


So, I’m pretty popular. In the three months I have been on this earth, I have met many people. I guess I’m what you call a social butterfly. I like people. And they sure do like me. My mom says I have a winning personality. I’m going to agree with that.

Here is my first friend I ever met:

His name is Benjamin. Benjamin is my mom’s friend, Amanda’s, son. He lives all the way in Georgia. Now, I don’t know where that is because I’m only three months but I will definitely be going to visit someday. Benjamin and I are what my mom calls “heartbreakers”.

Here is my second friend I ever met:

His name is Nolan. He’s my mom’s friend, Lauren’s, son. As you can see, Nolan likes to relax. We are going to be great friends. Nolan comes from a very musical family so I think we’ll probably be in a band together. I’ll be the lead, of course. Nolan can be on drums or a keytar…


Finally I got to meet a girl. Here I am before my first date:

“Hi. It’s date-Ewan. Pleased to meet me…”

This is me and Kate. Kate is my mom’s friend, Monica’s, daughter:

I tried to play it cool but she’s saying “Ewww boys. Yuck.”

Ok. So. She didn’t like me this time but don’t you worry. I’ll win her over in the end. I’m thinking prom 2030.

Welp. Those are my friends for now. I think I’ll be making A LOT more in weeks to come…because I’m so darn cute.

xoxo Ewan – the baby.



I’m 3 Months Peeps!

That’s right ladies. I am now 3 months old! There are so many things I can do now that I’m three months. Here’s a little checklist of the things I should be ABLE to do by now:

  • follow moving toys or faces with my eyes – Ppppf. check.
  • startle at loud or new sounds – checkity check
  • wiggle and kick with legs and arms – you better check yourself
  • lift head and shoulders while on stomach – double checky
  • smile back at parents or other family members¬†- heh…really…check.
  • make sounds, like gurgling, cooing or sucking sounds – more checkin’ than chicken
Well…done and done. I’m a genius.
Being as it was my 3 month birthday yesterday, my mom wanted to take her monthly photos. Of course. I am really cute. But you know what…sometimes I don’t want my picture taken, okay? Sometimes I don’t like being this cute. It’s a real hardship…sometimes. (I know, I know, the grass is always greener.) So anyways, when my mom tried to take some pics of me with my 3 month tie on, I was not having it. Have a look:
I’m cute but I ain’t smiling.
Smile? Hmmm. Let me think. No.
Knock. Knock. Who’s there? Not smiling.
Oooooooooo! Lalalala.
Something’s brewing…and it’s not a smile.
Finally my mom gave up and I let her have it. Here is just a preview of what I said to her for an hour yesterday:


You know. After I took a little nap, I was feeling a little generous so I gave her this because I love her.

Happy 3 month b-day to me!!! I’m cute.


xoxo Ewan – the baby.

Angry 3 Month Old from ShaSha on Vimeo.

Hello! I’m a baby!

Hi there! My name is Sir Ewan Cameron Henderson and this is my blog. This is me:

My mom says I’m pretty much the cutest baby in the whole wide world. I don’t really know what a “whole wide world” is, cause I’m just a baby, but I think I’ll agree with her.

I was born at Hoag Hospital in Newport Beach, CA on January 10, 2012. I came in at 7 lbs. 1 oz. and 19 inches long. I was very skinny when I got home from the hospital but, as you can see, I sure have filled out! Here’s another one of me:

My mom says I’m real good at tummy time. I don’t know what that means…cause I’m just a baby, but I’ll take her word for it.

By the way, here’s a picture of me and my mom:

I love her, like, a lot because she feeds me and changes me and sings to me! She says when I grow up we’re going to start a band. I don’t know what a band is…cause I’m a baby, see…but it sounds good to me!

Here’s a pic of me and my dad:

My mom says he’s a real “looker” and it’s a good thing I look like him. I love him a lot too! He takes care of me when my mom goes to the store and places. He also changes me in the middle of the night when my mom tells him she’ll give him one million dollars to do it. Now. I don’t know what a million dollars is, cause of the whole baby thing, but he does it every time.

Here’s a picture of what my mom calls doggies. They live here too.

I think this one is called “No” or “Down” or “Stella”:

She’s the big one.

This one, I think, is called “What the…” or “Are you crazy…” or “Heinie”.

He’s the weird looking one.

Sometimes my mom calls this one other names but I’m a baby so I don’t know what it means…

Welp. That’s me and my family in a nutshell.

I hope you come back to read more about my life as a wee baby.

xoxo Ewan – the baby.