One his favorite new expressions is the Big Scary Creature roar. It is hilarious.

Grip learned from Noah how to get up on his hands and knees and rock back and forth. As of yet, however, he’s only got one gear: reverse. He can push himself backwards, but he can’t move toward what he’s looking at. It’s driving him nuts — and getting him into situations like this.

It’s official: Griffin is the toast of the under-five set. They all want to kiss him! Check out his reaction. Don’t worry, boy, you’ll understand soon enough…

The boy meets yet another potential future girlfriend: Magda. We met Magda when she was very young and we were in London. She’s grown into an absurdly cute, cherubic girl, with equanimity that rivals Grip’s.

Mom says since I get to be Penelope’s favorite, she gets Sam. Seems fair.

Sam is roughly as big as my face.

Sam’s dad George — of whom he is the spitting image — examines him. He’s about three hours old. Sam, I mean, not George. Well, both of them, I guess, if you think about it.

Despite the ear infection, Grip had a great week, thanks to the arrival of his first male cousin, Samuel Flynn Guy. Welcome, Sam! Congrats, Alicia, you brave, brave girl!

Sam is about six months behind Grip. They’re going to be a terror. I can’t wait!

After being sick for two weeks, the boy is not so amused by the Akbar thing any more.

For about two weeks, this was Grip’s life: his natural good nature battling the misery he felt in all quarters. We later found out that he had an ear infection on top of his cold.